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

a smile, trying to be soothingly soft and firm at once.

Mrs. Parker was

Everything is going to be fine, Emma

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

fierce determination coursed through her. She

that happen. No one is yet gently, held Emily's gaze fast with hers-her eyes welling up with tears. "You will not die, Emily," she said, the full force of her emotion now making her tone firm, her

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 or bitterness she sought to

She needed to act now, no matter what that required. Her daughter came first, and she would do whatever was called for in order

made up. The next morning, she would go back to her homeland; the only thing that mattered now was her daughter's life. The very thought of touching her foot again in Blackthorn soil sent a

to her old life. Going by either Black or Moore would be like handing herself over on a silver platter. After some thinking, she

the referral document for Emily's treatment

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so much, yet Mrs. Walker knew what lay in the balance. She hugged her daughter tightly, her

heaviness of her mother's worry yet strengthened by her support. "Thank you. for

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