127 Dinner With Judy

(Winona)

Back at my townhouse, the familiar surroundings are a tonic after the chaos and fear of today. Abby greets us at the door, her bright smile a balm to my frazzled nerves.

“Mommy!” She gives me the biggest hug.

“Hi Sweety. Have you had a good day?”

“Yes. I did some painting and made a fort, come see.” She tugs on my hand.

“I’ll come look soon. Why don’t you take Grandma Judy for a look?”

“Grandma Judy!” Abby has just realized she’s behind me and she throws herself at her for a hug. “Come see my fort!” Abby exclaims, grabbing Judy’s hand and pulling her towards her bedroom.

Judy gives me a questioning look.

“I’ll tell her later. Stay for dinner?” I say quietly.

Judy gives me a nod. “Thank you. I’d love to,” she says before allowing herself to be led away.

I turn to Anne, who is waiting in the living room, concern on her face.

“He’s in critical condition,” I say, the words tasting bitter in my mouth. “He lost a lot of blood, and they had to put him in an induced coma. Dr. Green s