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Chapter Six

Author: Kimbaby
last update publish date: 2026-02-10 07:47:08

I don't know how I managed to sit still in the hospital waiting room while Rook bounced his leg beside me, staring at the double doors where they had taken my Mom twenty minutes ago.

"She's going to be okay, right?" His voice cracked.

"Yeah." The lie tasted bitter but I continued. "She'll be fine."

A few minutes later, a doctor pushed through the double doors. "Family of Lisa Delaney?"

I shot to my feet. "That's us. How is she?"

"Your mother is stable. We've got her on oxygen and fluids. She's
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