With Love, Silvia. [✔️]

Chapter 13 Peace Offerings

Rodger had made it through his lung operation, but was still in critical condition, and had to be hooked up to an oxygen tank. He was beginning to start his skin graphs to help with his burns. He was a mess. Another thing that was a mess was our house.

Erica luckily had insurance so  most of our re building process was covered. Before the people came to pretty much tear down the house and rebuild it again, we were able to collect anything that wasn't burned.

The place still smelled a little like smoke, and I took a look at the scorched family room couch, and some of the little kids' toys were ashes. I swallowed back my fear and went up the stairs hoping for the best. When I entered Emma's room, it was almost intact. But I looked at my suitcase and it had some burn marks on it. I ran over and opened it. Only 6 of my 11 journals survived. I hugged myself and tried to convince myself that they were silly little journals, it will be ok. But I let the tears flow. I scrambled around looking for things that had survived, some of my clothes, my phone, and everything in the bathroom that I stored there. I went back to my ashy suitcase and saw a bent piece of paper sticking out of the soot. I picked it up to reveal my New York Giants signed football card, and it took me back to a while ago when Mom took me to a game.

We always loved trying new things, and we had both never ever been to a football game. So my Mom bought some really awesome seats right by the goal post. She even bought a pack of football cards and we hoped that a Giants player would sign one of our cards. We watched as the quarterback threw and amazing pass to a guy with the name Beckham on the back of his jersey. He caught the ball one handed and the crowd went wild! I had his card too, and he actually came over and signed it! It was one of my best memories. Mom got hers signed too, and it was one of the other things that survived the fire.

I collected all of my things and went back downstairs as Erica booted up the car. We had no place to live, so we stayed in the little hospital room  until Rodger recovered. Once we got back up to our room, I got an idea. Rodger was a big Giants fan, and I knew a way to cheer him up. So I took my football card and asked Erica if I could visit him. She nodded and let me go.

I got a little nervous entering the room. I saw Rodger all hooked up to tanks and wires and it made me want to run back to our little room. Plus his burn was horrible! But I shook it off and approached his bed to see a doctor taking some notes.

"He's unconscious." The doctor grumbled.

"oh- ok." I stuttered.

What was I supposed to do? In the movies people would talk to the people in comas and stuff like they could listen, but do they do that in real life? So I reached for the notepad sitting on the nightstand by his bed and jotted down a little note.

Rodger,

I'm so sorry about all of this. You're a cool kid and you really don't deserve to have this happen to you. So that's why I'm giving you my most prized possession. Kind of like a peace offering between you and me. I truly hope that one day we'll become friends. So take this token of my hopefulness.

-Silvia.

I sat the football card beside the note and left the room. I felt good about giving him the card, I was hopeful for the future, maybe we really would become friends one day.

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Hey guys! Sorry about the short chapter, I'm just really excited for the next one! So come back tomorrow to read it!