A week passed by since Monica woke up from the comma and her recovery went by so well that soon she was transferred from the ICU to a single room on the second floor. The good news made her friends, the hospital and school staff and now the Bountiful inhabitants lift their prayers of thanks for the young teacher's recovery. Her room was soon filled with flowers and loving letters and her eyes beamed at each guest that come to see her – some of them Monica had not even met before, such as students' mothers and hospital workers.
On that sunny Saturday, she remained leaning against the pillows and gazing through the window, from where it was possible to see the deep blue sky tinted with cotton-like clouds and occasionally crossed by a flock of birds. Her mind travelled to the cabin in the mountains, where she and her friends used to spend their free time on Earth. Monica was grateful for her recovery and moved at all the love and affection she received so far, but deep in her heart she longed to be outside, walking barefoot along green fields, feeling the wind blowing against her face and breathing in the flowers sweet perfume. She let out a soft sigh, wondering when she would be able to do this again.
A slight knock on the door took her out of her reverie and immediately made her lips curve into a smile.
"Come in, Andrew." She spoke, watching as her dearest friend poked his head inside; his smile matching hers. So far, things remained the same between the two angels, as Monica did not have any memory of her "dreams" and consequently of the romance that bloomed between them. But Andrew had vowed to wait, there was nothing else he could do but existing with the tiny pieces of joy his sweet friend gave him, such as feeling his presence whenever he was around.
"Good morning, beautiful!" He greeted her but remained at the door.
"Good morning." She cheerfully replied, noticing that he did not come closer to her bed.
"I must say you look very bright-eyed this morning!"
"And how can you say so if you keep such a long distance from me?" She joked, slightly bothered by his staying away.
Amused at her visible pout, the blond angel cleared his throat. "I came to check on you first, and see if everything is in order as you got special guests!"
Her expression turned from an upset to a curious one.
"Guests?"
Without saying further, he opened the door completely so that Sarah, Jimmy and Nick could come inside, each of them bringing a small bouquet of flowers, colourful drawings and a box of chocolates. Their respective parents stood behind them.
"Children!" She exclaimed, both surprised and moved at the same time.
"Good morning, Miss Monica!" They greeted her at the same time and with a broad smile as they came closer to Monica's bed.
"Oh, children, I'm so happy to see you again!" She spoke, caressing their faces as they stood by her.
"We brought you flowers!" Sarah was the first to give her the bouquet with beautiful lilacs, followed by her little friends.
"I love flowers! And these ones are my favourite!"
"Your boyfriend told us!" The witty little girl spoke, winking at her teacher with slight mischief and causing everyone to laugh. Monica and Andrew exchanged a tender gaze as they were already used to that kind of comment during all the years they had been working together. Little did she know that for nearly two weeks that 'status' had become a reality.
"We bought chocolates too!" Jimmy was the next to speak.
"I love chocolates too and they look yummy!"
