I burst through the doors of the room Aunt Hannah’s in and saw some nurses lined up in front of her bed. Fear seized me immediately and I began to imagine a lot of things.
The nurses turned and I willed my legs to move as I rushed to Aunt Hannah’s bed. Her eyes were closed and she had an oxygen tube to her nose. My shoulders dropped in relief when I saw the rise and fall of her chest. She was alive.
I turned to the nurse whom I gave my number just Incase she needed to call to tell me about how Aunt Hannah was doing. “You said she was dying.” I breathed, my voice still slightly shaky from all the fear and exhaustion.
I’d thought I’d meet something entirely out of my control once I got here and even stopped Leon from entering, but Aunt Hannah looked fine from what I’m seeing.
I know she
