Old Napoleon had just left when the door opened, and Daisy dashed inside, excitedly flinging herself on me.
“I’m so relieved you are okay,” Daisy cried. A minute ago, I was almost smothered with her kisses, and she would not stop talking about how worried she was when she heard about me being in the hospital. She brought me flowers. I was grateful to her, and so was my mom.
“When did the doctor say you’d be discharged?” She asked.
“Tomorrow, I guess. He said I needed to be under his watch for another twenty-four hours.” I replied.
“That’s okay. I’ll just quickly go to Jacob’s and drop off my things, then I’ll be with you all day. I never planned for us to spend the day like this, but I’ll still make it worthwhile.” She said in a breath.
“I appreciate you, Daisy.” I smiled.
“Yeah, so I’ll just run along now. Jacob, keys.” She turned to her brother. Jacob handed the keys to his car to her.
Standing up from her seat, the door opened, and my mom appeared. She had gone to prepare lunch.
“Daisy?” She was surprised to see her.
“Hello,” Daisy approached her, quite nervous. I could relate to her reaction. We had not been in contact for three years now and my mom also knew about it.
“Hi.” Mom dropped the food basket on the bedside table. “How have you been?” She opened her arms to embrace her.
“I’ve been well.” Daisy hugged her, smiling wryly.
“ I’m happy to see you. I wasn’t expecting to see you here. You look good.”
“Guess I brought everyone together,” I muttered.
“Definitely.” Jacob chuckled. He looked quite happy.
“Thank you. How have you been, Auntie?” Daisy asked, disengaging.
“Well, I’ve been fine. And how are your parents?”
“They are fine, as well.” Daisy smiled.
“Good.” she grinned.
“I have to run along now. I’ll see you soon.” Daisy said, grabbing her purse.
“Oh, of course.”
“See you soon, Clara.” Daisy leaned in and gave me a peck on the cheek before she left the room.
“Daisy looks different and nice.” Mom smiled at Jacob, taking her seat at the edge of the bed.
“Yeah,” I was kind of pleased with everything.
“Yes, Jacob,” she cocked her head towards him. “How was work today? You seem to have come here early.”
“Pretty good. I’m going back. I came to drop Daisy off and see how Clara was doing.” The last sentence made something shift in me.
He looked briefly at me before looking back at Mom. There was this sparkle in his eyes that I had not seen in a long time.
“Oh, thank you.” She smiled. “I brought lunch, will you have some before you leave?” Mom offered.
“Sure, thanks.”
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