Henry

At the hospital

I stood outside the hospital room, pacing back and forth while the doctors worked on Sienna. My mind was racing, my chest tight with fear and suspicion and a growing certainty that nothing about this situation was what it seemed.

“Dad, she’s going to be fine,” Amelia uttered, standing beside me with her hands clasped in front of her. “You don’t want to make yourself sick with worry before Mother finally wakes up.”

I could barely hear her. Every word she spoke ...