It was just a normal day at school. I was so glad that it was Friday 2 days away from the hell that is school. I ran through the front gate to see my mom, Lori. She seemed upset, I sprinted to give her a hug, she had been crying her eyes were very swollen, she crouched down to my eye level and said "Carl, Daddy had an accident at work, he's in the hospital" . The news was a major blow to my stomach, my face crumpled and several tears rolled down my face.
I entered the intensive care room and just looked at Dad, he was covered in pipes, tubes, wires and a drip was hung from the side of his bed. A pretty blue and white vase containing a bright bunch of flowers sat on his side table, there was a small label attached to the vase which read "Rick! Get well soon so you can come back to us! From Shane and all the crew" Shane was my Dads partner in the local sheriffs department. Dad had been a sheriff for just over 11 years now. Dad had been shot twice once hadn't hurt him as it was in his vest and the other one entered through his side and caused a lot of bleeding. He was in a more stable condition by Sunday. Mom and I visit nearly every day. Shane has been visiting a lot lately, he brings Mom wine nearly every day, and he stays quite late aswell.
-----1 Month Later-----
Mom woke me around 6am telling me we were going to Grandma and Paws house for the week as it was the summer holidays by now. "What about Dad, Mom?" I croak sleepily "He's okay Carl, the hospital are looking after him" she says warmly. "Pack a bag Carl we need to go, Hun"
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It's about to go down 😏
