“I’ve already eaten on the plane,” Natalie replied as she let go of Connor.

Sensing that his mother’s grip had relaxed, Connor pulled his thick blanket and snuggled back into bed.

The caretaker pulled down the bed table and put the thermal food jar on it.

Connor took up the spoon and ate away happily.

Natalie sat beside him, looking at her son lovingly as she wiped away the food at the corner of his tiny lips.

“Ms. Smith, have some water,” the caretaker said, offering her a cup of water.

Natalie put down the napkin in her hand and reached for the glass. “Thank you, Ms. Carter.”

“Sure thing,” she replied with a smile, “I met Connor’s doctor on the way back, and he told me that Connor could be discharged soon. I actually wanted to inform Ms. Lawrence, but since you’re back, I think I’ll just let you know.”

“Oh, that’s great. I’ll go to the receptionist and get it settled then.” Natalie put aside her glass of water and got ready to leave.

Connor was happy as a lark when he found out he could leave the hospital. He clapped his hands cheerily and exclaimed, “I’m going home at last!”

 

knew the little one had been bored out of his mind confined within these walls, so she tapped his nose in a pampering gesture, suppressing a smile that was spreading on her face.

Natalie picked up her things and

 

as she was going into the elevator, a tall man in

managed to keep her balance. All the stuff in her hand slipped

not any better himself. He stumbled a few steps back, and his glasses fell

them back on in a haphazard manner, and started apologizing profusely. “I’m terribly sorry. Are you

on the floor when

on his face as he looked

Dr. Baker? I thought

and sighed. “I’m here to see

why?” Natalie was

her corneas with the ones she secured herself. But she

are all the same. Why is the patient so picky?” Natalie

I don’t

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