Roxy POV
The dance was lovely, but I was jelly legs again by the end. Vincent wanted to keep going, but that was enough for me. I was happy to leave my crutches at home, but I did not want to overdo it on my first day of walking.
I am walking.
Can you believe that?
I thought I would never walk again, but here I am, the day before Christmas, walking earlier than the doctors predicted.
Dad came. I was so ashamed. I watched Grandpa and Grandma's faces of horror. They, too, could not believe that he showed up there, broke his bail restrictions, and would be placed back in jail. I can't see him getting out any time soon. He is his own worst enemy.
We headed home, David, Mum, the nurse, Vincent, and myself.
Grandma, Grandpa, and my brothers stayed at the dance; they were more than happy
