Just as they were talking, one of the nurses rushed out. She was in so much haste that they couldn't even stop her to ask about the situation.Immediately, another ran out. They quickly stood up and tried to ask her what was happening. "There's an emergency, we need more equipment and we aren't even sure she'll make it," she said in a rush with no emotion as she steadily and quickly walked out."The hell?" Jones yelled out after the nurse."Jones! Lower your voice. We're in the hospital." Ellen cautioned, "but that was really blunt," she finished, close to tears."Are nurses even supposed to relay such information?" He said as he tried to comfort his wife who stood aside, teary eyed, "it's alright, honey, she'll definitely make it. She seems like a fighter."."Definitely!" looking up at the hospital's ceilings, she continued, "she'll definitely make it! We'll just have to be patient and wait for the doctor," she said and her husband led her to the chair in front of the ward he had e

It was dark and silent and warm. Especially her right palm, it was probably being held and it felt warm."Maybe it's her mom" She wondered as she opened her eyes only to quickly slam it shut as the bright white light burned her eyes. Her fingers twitched as she slowly, very slowly, tried to open her eyes again. The girl looked around as her eyes took in her surroundings. It was all white, the curtains, the walls, the ceilings, everywhere. Though, she observed that the beeping box-like thing that was by her left wasn't white, what appeared on its screen was a whole lot of different colours.And then she turned to her right side and she jammed eye with a pretty human; one who was staring at her like she just woke up from the land of the dead."Giselle?" The lady said as she gripped her palm tighter and grinned widely at her."Could she be her mom?" She thought.She looked beautiful and young. She looked happy and at the same time, she looked worried.She tried to move her lips and she

It was still very early in the morning so Ellen decided that she'd just come back to buy the soap. Ellen was about to turn and start walking into the hospital when she saw someone waving at her from across the road.She squinted her eyes to see who it was; Red shirt, Long yellow skirt and red shoes.She relaxed, "red shoes," she mouthed. She could never mistake those red shoes, she would recognize them anywhere.With a mad dash, "the person flew across the road to her".Panting, the person rushed to her, gripping her big handbag tightly."Mrs Jones," she called her name in her unusual accent, panting."Mrs Mi," she answered, wondering how she knew the hospital they were in."Oh Sherlock," the hand not holding the bag was on the lower part of her tummy as she kept panting, "stalking your husband is a nightmare!" Ellen looked at her, "you stalked my husband? What do you mean you stalked my husband?" she asked quickly."Around 1:00AM this morning, I saw him drive to your home. Of Course

"Gently, gently," Mr. Mi cautioned, guiding his wife into the car he had brought to take her home."My babyyyy… …baby… .." She cried entering the car."It's okay, honey." He consoled."I want my baby," she shouted at her husband, falling down to sit on the bare floor. "You don't want to cause more embarrassments, do you?" He lifted her from the ground where she was sitting already. They were discharged for the day from the hospital, Mr. Mi says Mrs. Mi will be more dramatic if she spends the night at the hospital."Are you okay?" Mrs. Jones asked Giselle on their way out of the hospital exit. They hopped into the hired taxi."Drrrrr, drrrrr." Her phone rang. "Hold on honey," "Hello, baby.""'baby'?" Giselle wondered. "Who is the baby?""How are you? I miss you," She said to the caller. It was Thomas, her own biological son. "I miss you too, mom. Aunt Abby says she'd leave for the states soon, so I'll be back by next month.""Awww, isn't that nice?" She said to her son." How is da

Wearing a red petite gown and a black hat, Mrs. Ellen looked perfect.Giselle simply wore a blue gown and slippers holding her mother by her hand and they chatted on their way out of the compound."Hello, Mr. Mi. How do you do?" She greeted her neighbour, hugging him shortly."I am doing well, thank you. How are you Mrs. Jones?" He asked her."I am doing well, thank you."*I see you are on your way out," he said and patted Giselle."Good morning, sir," Giselle greeted the man finally."How are you feeling today?" He asked."Fine, thank you," she smiled at him and looked at Ellen holding her by her hand."We should be on our way, we are almost late. Tye might see us at a late hour," Ellen said and they moved out from the compound."Six streets from this street," she explained to the taxi driver she halted. "How much?""Six streets," the old man repeated, making calculations.The price was negotiated and they hopped in to move to the hospital."Mum, I forgot my bow band," Giselle compla