Too Broken To Be Healed
He returned to his seat, sulking slightly.
Nanny Franca tried distracting them with stories. It worked for a while.
I wished I could focus on them completely, but my mind kept drifting back to the letter and the lawyer.
“Miss Alessia, here is the report,” Doctor Lorenzo said, handing me the paper.
“They are ninety eight percent physically and mentally fit.”
“That is great news, Doctor,” I said, relief washing over me.
The children squealed.
“Does that mean we can go to school now?” Tino asked, running toward the doctor.