Shadows Of A Forgotten Spring

Chapter 36

Chapter 36

She sat by Emily's bedside, sinking in a storm of thoughts about the hospital, then felt a little squeeze on her hand. She looked down; a small, fragile smile appeared as sleepy eyes opened.

"Mom, where am I?" The voice was soft, confused, from Emily.

Emma gave a reassuring smile and brushed a hand over Emily's hair. "You're at the hospital, sweetheart. How do you feel?"

"Mais. I was at school," Emily murmured, her face scrunched up in confusion. Emma's heart ached with her innocence. She swallowed hard, fighting back the tears threatening to spill. "Yes, you were, baby: But you needed just a little check-up, so I brought you here while you were sleeping" Emily pouted, looking around the sterile hospital room. "But I hate hospitals."

Emma let out a soft laugh; she wanted to lighten the mood. "I know, I hate hospitals too. We both do-that's something we

have in common."

"Where's Ethan?" Emily asked, her voice barely above a whisper

"He's at home, safe and sound," Emma replied, squeezing her daughter's hand to give her comfort.

her mother's face. "Mom. am sick again? Am

smile, trying to be soothingly soft and firm at once. "No, baby, no one is dying. We're just here for a

was teaching us,"

sweetheart. Everything is going to be fine, Emma whispered back, her

I don't wanna die, Mommy, she whispered in that high-pitched voice as the crack shook

heart seized, and a surge of fierce determination coursed through her. She reached out

with tears. "You will not die, Emily," she

reassurance soothing her small sobs. Emma rose to her feet, her heart racing with the whirlwind of her mind. The words from her daughter finally broke down the fragments of hesitation that she struggled to hold on to. She had sworn never to return to Blackthorn, but her daughter's life was much more priceless than some grudge, more than any kind of fear

daughter's health and happiness far outweighed any perceived betrayal of the past. The determination solidified in Emma's mind. She needed to act now, no matter what that required. Her daughter came first, and she would do whatever was called for in order to save

was her daughter's life. The very thought of touching her foot again in Blackthorn soil sent a shiver down

she needed new identities to fly below the radar-one that wouldn't trace back to her old life. Going by either Black or Moore would be like handing herself over on a silver platter. After some thinking, she settled on Smith as the last name

absolutely watertight. She signed the referral document for Emily's treatment at Blackthorn Hospital and so set the wheels

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Walker knew what lay in the balance. She hugged her daughter

will, Mom," Emma promised, feeling the heaviness of her mother's worry yet strengthened by her support. "Thank

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