Henbane

Arthur must have called the hospital we were coming, because my GPs are all here.

If they know what's best for her, they'd better make Spitfire wake up - or...

"Fuck!" I punched the hospital wall in anger.

I don't know how long the doctors have been in the emergency room with Spitfire, but it feels like a decade.

I paced up and down the corridor, my mind, my head, my soul, all confused.

If something bad happens to her...

"Mr Moore,"

I snap out of my thoughts and turn to the doctor. "Doctor Smith, how is she? Can I go in - how is she, say something - please."

I'm not myself at all right now.

Now I know how it feels—to be in a situation like this—waiting for news of your loved ones. The news comes in two categories: good and bad. And you have no idea which one you're going to hear, so all you can do is let the anxiety eat away at you as you wait for the NEWS.

Doctor Smith has been the Moore family doctor since before I started walking. He's the best at his job, so...

He sighs, a frown c