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tears. “I’m here, Gram.” I took her frail, shriveled hand in mine. “Has the doctor been by yet?”
    “Not yet,” the nurse replied, collecting her things. “He should make his rounds within the hour.”
    I thanked her, then focused back on Grandma, lightly squeezing the hand I was holding. “Can you hear me, Gram? I’m here now. Everything will be okay. You will be okay, you will be okay, you will be okay,” I chanted, picturing my strength and energy flowing into her.
    “Selene?” The weakness in her voice made me gasp.
    “I’m here, right here.” I leaned over her, afraid she couldn’t see me.
    “Selene, they’re looking . . . for you.” Gram’s breath was labored, and she seemed to be fighting against falling back asleep.
    “It’s okay, Gram, I’m here.” I didn’t understand what she was talking about.
    “Don’t. Let. Them. Get. You,” she said before her eyes closed again.
    I rubbed my arms, fighting off goose bumps, and reminded myself she’d had a bad fall and probably hit her head. She had no idea what she was saying. There was a soft knock on the door, and it opened. A middle-aged, medium build man with wire-rimmed glasses and a white coat strolled in. The doctor I presumed.
    “Hello, I’m Dr. Kennedy. Are you Mrs. Meriweather’s granddaughter, Selene?”
    “I am.” Holy geez, grandma must’ve raised quite the fuss about my not being here last night. Everyone and their brother knew my name. I shook his cool, sterile hand. “How is she?”
    Dr. Kennedy leaned against the window ledge, sat his clip board down, and crossed his arms over his chest. “It appears your grandma fell down the stairs in her home last night. Amazingly, she was able to get to a phone and dial 911. X-rays show several fractures in her leg–it seemed to have taken the brunt force of the trauma. Her arm has a couple fractures. She has severe bruising on her face, and several broken ribs, resulting in a simple pneumothorax. Right now, her condition needs to be monitored to make sure it doesn’t worsen.” He picked up her chart and flipped through it. “Her vitals are strong—which is great—and your grandmother’s stronger than she looks. Many people her age would not have done so well. We’re waiting to cast her leg and arm until the swelling goes down. Do you have any questions for me?”
    Nothing came to my mind, though I was positive I had many, many questions somewhere in my head. “Not at the moment.”
    “It was nice meeting you, Selene. I’m sure it’s a great comfort to your grandma to have you here.”
    I sat in the chair next to her bed and waited for her to wake up again. Staring out the window into the bright sunlight, I longed for a piece of it rather than the cold fluorescent lighting in the room. My cell phone vibrated against my leg, waking me from my selfish longings.
    “Hello,” I said, moving closer to the window in the hopes of getting better reception than the one bar the phone showed.
    “Selene? I can barely hear you.”
    “Michael, yeah it’s me. My reception is terrible here.” Oh crap, I completely forgot to call him. In fact, from the moment I shut my front door, he never once entered my thoughts. “I’m so sorry I forgot to call you last night.”
    “I take it you made it safely. How’s your grandmother?”
    “She’s pretty banged up, but I think she’ll be fine.”
    “That’s wonderful. Do you know when you’ll be coming back?”
    “No. It depends how she does.”
    He was silent for a long while. I wasn’t sure if we were disconnected. I started to pull my phone away from my ear to check when he spoke again. “You didn’t take your ring.”
    I dropped my head to my hand. I was a horrible person. “Oh. I’m so sorry. It completely slipped my mind.” I shook my head, struggling with the fact that everything I thought to say sounded like an excuse. “The ring is perfect,” I said softly.
    “Have you told your grandma yet?” I could practically