281 Henry and the Call

(Jayden)

The hospital lights are harsh, sterile, and the hum of machines fills the air. It’s become background noise to me at this point. I sit in the chair next to Henry’s isolation room, staring at him through the glass.

His tiny body is hooked up to so many tubes and wires that it makes my heart ache just to look at him. I wish I could touch him.

Feel his tiny hand grip my finger.

The nurse said they’ve identified the virus, started him on antivirals. But it was still touch and go, and Henry is still in isolation.

All I can do is sit here and wait, feeling completely useless about everything. Winona included.

“Jayden?” The doctor’s voice pulls me from my thoughts, and I look up, trying to focus.

“Doctor, I didn’t expect to see you here so late.”

“I’m afraid Henry isn’t the only infant with this virus now. It’s been a very long day.”

“Mine too. Do you know where the virus came from?”

“Not exactly, that’s why isolation still stands. But we’ll track it down eventually.”

“How is he re