Stranded

Anne

“It’s me, dear, your mother,” Rebecca said in alarm.

“I know,” he responded in the same dry, croaky voice. He then shifted his gaze to me in reference.

Rebecca looked at me and back at her son in shock. I could hear her mind wheeling. I saw her look at Dr. Arya expectantly, who was still as shocked as we all were.

Soon enough, other doctors and nurses started trooping in.

“Please step back, Mrs. Sawyer,” Dr. Arya told Rebecca, who obliged and made way for the doctors. I too took some steps back, with no single idea of how to process or act on the recent development.

“Just his family members are allowed in here now,” one of the nurses said.

Just then, I felt two pairs of hands grab my forearms. I turned my head and saw the two guards.

“Please step out now,” Jack said kindly.

I shook my head in vigorous rebuttal.

“Ma’am… ma’am… please step out,” the nurse urged, coming to stand in front of me.

“Please… he would want me here,” I pleaded in tears, trying to peel my arm from