Chapter Six

"Morning mom." I greeted picking up an apple from the fruit bowl on the dining before drawing the wooden chair backward to make space for my feet while I sit.

"Morning dear. Do you feel any different?" She questioned. 

To be honest, she's been suffocating me with questions since I got back home from the hospital. I understand that she's worried about me like a mother should be but, this is unlike her, she doesn't put her emotions on display like she's doing right now, she hides them perfectly. I'm not just used to this side of her.

"Where is dad?" I asked ignoring her question. She looked up to stare at me for some seconds before replying.

"He's outside trying to get the car ready for you. He volunteered to take you down to school himself so you don't have to wait for the bus."

He did? What about work, wouldn't he be late? I wondered o