Literature
However Unlikely Ch. 22
Chapter Twenty-Two: Home
Bright sunlight streamed into the room, highlighting the mass of copper brown hair draped on the white bed sheets. The steady beeping of the heart monitor the only sound aside from the girls' breathing. A large man with wild dark hair sat across the room, head in his hands. The blond had been unconscious for two days now. Naomi walked into the room and sat next to him, wrapping an arm around him. His head came up, eyes searching her. She glanced to the girls, praying for a miracle.
Zia's head was in a fog. She didn't remember falling asleep, but she must have. Her eyelids twitched slightly in the sunlight. She shift