By Sunday afternoon, Liz woke up.
It took her a great deal of mental effort to lift her eyelids. The new setting took her by surprise at first, but she quickly figured out it was a hospital, even though she couldn't remember anything. She recalled being in a bathroom, and the film tape broke.
Roseanne was on a chair by her bedside, sleeping in a hunched position on top of her hand. The sight of her daughter really frightened Liz. She looked weaker than her mother. Her pale complexion and dry lips did tell that the girl didn't eat or drink while her mother was hospitalised. But Liz had no idea for how long she was there.
"Baby, baby, dear," Liz wheezed out.
Roseanne lifted her head.
"Hey, mom!"
The daughter immediately smiled and caressed Liz's hair. She also gently touched a cheek wound that was closed with stitches.
"How are you feeling?"
"Well, I woke up. Tell me... what happened?" Liz asked.
"The idiots don't know. They claim you have some sort of anemia, so they're pumping you with iron and folic acid through a drip. Can't you remember what happened yesterday?"
"Not one bit..."
The mother and daughter had a long conversation which was interrupted by doctors' rounds and nurses coming in with despicable, prison-like food. The mother and daughter were informed that Liz would stay for one more day. Roseanne didn't want to leave, but Liz insisted that she should come back home.
"Go there and have some proper sleep. Tomorrow, you will go to school, I order you! You can call a taxi and pick me up in the afternoon," Liz said.
It was difficult for Roseanne to stomach this, but she didn't want to argue.
"Ma, what about dad? Should I call him?" she asked.
Liz thought about it for a while.
"Don't call him. Knowing Dad, he will only freak out, drop everything, and come. This may cost him his job. Don't! I'll be at home tomorrow afternoon."
A faint glimmer of fear tainted confidence in Liz's weakened voice and Roseanne heard it. She didn't want to leave her but did as she was told.
She kissed her mother on the forehead.
"I'll come for you tomorrow. You hang in there, alright?"
"My hero."
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To My Dearest Roseanne
General FictionDescription: A dedicated military student faces an unexpected challenge when she encounters unforeseen and difficult circumstances. The story does contain occasional foul language, but it doesn't contain sexual content. Book Cover design by Ollie He...
