The Hospital Walls

“Is she going to be okay, Daddy?”

Beauty’s small voice trembled as she clutched Ares’s arm in the sterile white corridor of St. Helena’s Hospital. Her wide eyes shone with tears that hadn’t stopped since they’d arrived.

Ares knelt to her level, though his face was taut with tension. Behind him, the emergency room doors had just slammed shut, hiding Pretty from sight as a team of doctors worked feverishly.

“She’s going to be fine,” Ares said firmly, ...