Grandma was already so old, and this was her second critical injury.
They couldn't save her.
When the hospital staff wheeled her out. I stood stock—still in the hallway, my mind completely blank, no reaction at all.
I thought I heard someone calling my name.
Nathaniel was calling me too, but the sound might as well have been underwater. I couldn't hear a single thing.
I watched that gurney covered with a white sheet roll further and further away, and suddenly, I was ten years old again.
Back when my parents died in that car crash, I'd stood just like this, slumped against the wall, numb all over.
Back then, Grandma pulled me into her arms and wiped my face with her sleeve.
"Summer, don't cry. Grandma's right here."
Now Grandma was gone too. But the strangest thing was, I couldn't
