*Robyn’s POV*
When we get back to the packhouse, Joe heads straight to his office, and I head to the hospital. I check on my mum, and I see my dad sitting with her holding her hand. I walk to him and kiss his head. How is she, daddy? Dad sighs. She is in and out of sleep. They have healed what they can but fear she has silver poisoning. I look over at my mum. She looks grey, and I look at my dad. Where is the wound, dad sighs? It's her stomach, back, and chest bub. I lift the blanket, and I can see the scars are large. I hold my hands over her stomach and chest wounds and close my eyes. Blue light comes out of my palms, and I feel the silver exit my mum's body. My dad watches me closely, and then he slowly rolls mum on her side. I hold my hands over her back wound, and I pull more silver
