exactly what she meant.
The room became quiet.
Reginald walked closer to the bed and kissed her forehead.
“You’re coming home soon,” he said.
“That is all we should focus on.
” But when he turned away, Janelle saw something strange.
Not fear, not anger, something tighter, like the mention of the man bothered him more than it should.
Later that evening, when her parents left the room, a nurse named Carla came in to check her vitals.
Carla was a round-faced woman with tired eyes and a soft voice.
She
