We arrived at Claremont after what seemed like the longest train ride ever. Sam was waiting for us on the platform as I struggled to get Bridget off the train. The pain was becoming all too intense, and her body couldn't handle it; she was fighting to stay awake. Sam stepped forward to help me get her over the gap between the train and the platform, taking her small arm and wrapping it around his neck, he lifted her with ease and walked her to his truck, placing her across the backseat.
I climbed into the passenger seat in the front, exhausted from the day we had endured.
"Your Dad is meeting us at the hospital, he's called the police and they said they will meet us there too, they will want to interview you and will take pictures" Sam explains but it all sounds like white noise to me as
