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.

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

to be soothingly soft and firm at once. "No, baby, no one is dying.

I was in class. I remember Mrs. Parker was teaching

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

tears. I don't wanna die, Mommy, she whispered in that high-pitched voice as

coursed through her. She reached

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

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

needed to act now, no matter what that required. Her daughter came first, and she would do whatever

daughter's life. The very thought

After some thinking, she settled on Smith as the last name and Carol for the first name. Common, ordinary, unmemorable-it was perfect. The name would let her be mobile without turning heads, even

on all the documents: passports, medical files-everything to make her new identity absolutely watertight. She signed the referral document

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what lay in

mother's worry yet strengthened

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