Whole Again

EZEKIEL

“Can we go home now?” Vera requested after only a day of staying in the hospital.

Vivienne and I exchanged glances, both unsure if it was too soon. Just then, the doctor walked in with a warm smile, carrying a clipboard.

“Well,” the doctor began, looking over Vera’s chart, “it looks like Vera’s recovering well, and there’s no reason for her to stay any longer. You’re good to go.”

Thankfully, the doctor gave us a go signal to finally take the kids home. Finally, we could take the kids home where they belonged.

So, we didn’t waste a moment after that. We took them home right away.

Vera, still a bit pale but much stronger than before, clung to Vivienne’s hand as they walked toward the front door. Vince was quiet, his face hard to read, but I could tell from the way he glanced at his sister that he was still on edge.

I followed closely behind them, not wanting to leave their side.

After what had happened, I didn’t know if I could ever leave them again. The thought of them being