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.

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

to be soothingly soft and firm at

remember Mrs. Parker was teaching us," Emily murmured, confused as

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

tears. I don't wanna die, Mommy, she whispered in that high-pitched voice as the crack shook her firm hold of her

seized, and a surge of fierce determination coursed

welling up with tears. "You will not die, Emily," she said, the full force of her emotion now making her tone firm, her words almost a vow You are not dying I

more, her mother steady 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

in Emma's mind. She needed to act now, no

life. The

platter. After some thinking, she settled on Smith as the last name and Carol for

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She would miss Emma and her grandchildren so much, yet Mrs. Walker knew what lay in the balance. She hugged her daughter tightly, her eyes clouded

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

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