Eighty- six

Martha

I tucked my hair behind my ear, yawning a little. I stared out the window beside me, watching the dull town and its equal inhabitants.

“Buckle up, it’s going to take a while,” Sara said, as soon as she hopped into the car.

I did as she said with a smile and leaned back against the seat to enjoy the ride.

Sara, my live-in nurse, and I have become close these past couple of days. We mostly spent time knowing ourselves during my treatment and any other free time I had.

She is a very chill and sweet person and also very helpful as well. She’s also very smart and knowledgeable, which was a very good asset to have.

Which brought us here. Currently, she forced me out of the mansion, seeing that I was better and she’s taking me out to go shopping.

I tried to decline because my injury made me really tired and weary at times, but she insisted and basically dragged me out.

“Wow,” I stared out the window, surprised by the sudden change of scenery. “Is this still Netherand?” I had to ask,