When I got back to the little room that Blake had been waiting for me in I was given a little bag of things by the nurse who had been introduced to me as Rosita.
She explained to me and Blake that this was all of Brooke’s personal belongings and that there was nowhere secure at the hospital to lock them so they advised us to bring them home with us.
It was her phone, her purse, her little identity card with our school name across the top and TEACHING STAFF in big red letters at the bottom, and her keys.
“This is all…”
I looked down at the bag in my hands and my eyes blurred as I tried not to cry.
I hadn’t exactly expected a treasure trunk filled with things, but it was just so sad that this was everything Brooke had and it could be handed over to us in a little ziplock bag because tha
