The New Lady

Anne

She stood up from where she sat and walked straight to Vincent. She grabbed his elbow and dragged him towards her seat.

“You left with dad to see the doctor. Next thing, we couldn’t find you or dad," she said.

‘Dad? Is she like their sister or something?’ I thought as I walked towards Andrew with Pamela in tow.

“Anny dear,” Andrew’s mother Rebecca called out when she saw me. Her eyes were puffy from crying. She had no makeup on, so I could see small wrinkles and the slight eye bags on her beautiful face. She wore her hair in a messy bun and had on a loosely fitted gown. My heart reached out to how fragile she looked just sitting there, worrying about her son.

She stood up, came over to me, and hugged me tightly.

“I’m glad you’re here. Andrew has been asking after you since he woke up,” she said, leading me closer to Andrew who was asleep now.

“They gave him something for the pain. It made him pass out, but he’ll soon come to.”

“Oh, Okay,” I said with a small smile and a n