Driving back to her parent’s house, Lark was feeling sick to her stomach. Parked in the driveway, she watched as her parents were loading up six or seven suitcases each into a waiting truck. Her father seemed haggard and tired, and she knew he was desperate to get back to Gracie.
There was no news from the hospital on Gracie. They were all part of a group chat and Ollie, along with Fallon, were already in Houston and stopped in to check on her. She was still the same.
Lark felt her body was bone tired. The entire week felt too much, and she wanted nothing more than to decompress, pull her thoughts together and sort out what she was doing with her life. She looked up as her mom knocked on her window, gave a smile, and pushed the door open.
“Sorry, I was lost in thoughts.” She hiked her h
