Someone like you

Tony

Emily's dad has asked me if I can take her to the hospital when she has the dressings taken off. Both her parents and Angie have to work.

I take her hand and lead her towards my car.

"I'm scared" she whispers.

"Don't be" I say, hugging her. "I'm right here".

We arrive at the hospital a little early so we can find a parking space as close to the entrance as possible.

I take her hand and lead her into the hospital. We make our way to the specialists office. She is starting to shake a little bit with nerves. In just a few minutes she might be able to see for the first time. I give her hand a reassuring squeeze and we are called in.