Dax

Kandace is quiet as we walk through the glass doors of the hospital. Stepping outside, the breeze blows fallen leaves around our feet as we make our way through the parking lot to my car. It isn’t until we’re there that Kandace wraps her arms around me, laying her face against my chest. My arms go around her, holding her against me as cars drive past and the cloudy morning sky churns overhead.

At this moment, I don’t give a fuck about ...