Entering the hospital waiting area over eight hours later, Lark was feeling exhausted. She’d been in constant communication with her parents, Max, and Margot, yet she felt out of the loop and lost.
“Daddy?” Lark called her father who was sitting with his hands in his head on a row of chairs. “Where is everyone?”
“Lark,” he got up and hugged her tight, lifting her clear off the ground. “Thank you for coming back. I missed you so much.”
“I missed you too.”
“Gracie was taken down for the scans they wanted to do. Your mom and Fallon are down in the cafeteria making Johan eat. I can’t eat or leave. If she comes back up here and we’re not here, she’ll be upset.”
“Did they let her wake up again?”
“They did but she’s really groggy. She knows Sawyer is dead. His last wishes were a cremation,
