“But if I see any male I like that wants to be dominated, I'll run to you for help,” she suggested.
“And I'll be there to help,” I assured her.
For the first time since she had been born, I had a sister.
****
I decided to drive around Maryland. It was not like I was looking for where Bruce might have been; I genuinely wanted to see what Maryland offered. A hospital caught my attention.
‘Bri’s Hospital for Children’.
There was something oddly familiar about it that just pulled me to it.
“Maybe I can see what it's like and take some ideas,” I said to myself as I parked the car and got out.
There was a playground. It was the first time I saw a children's hospital with a playground. Some children were using it. I could see that a few had crutches or were in wheelchairs; but they still were having fun playing catch. The nurses were genuinely happy, watching over the children.
“Interesting,” I murmured.
One of the staff noticed me and waved. I returned the gesture with a smile. She nodded and continued her job.
Now I want a playground for my children's hospital.
I made my way inside, and from the look of things, the place had been newly renovated. The walls were freshly painted. The halls were busy, and I could hear the echo of children's laughter. It didn't feel like I was at a children's hospital.
Mothers held hands with their children. Nurses or doctors were talking to the kids. I saw pregnant women being attended to by the receptionists as well. From what I could tell from the sign, the hospital focused on pregnant women and children. The only inclusive treatment for adults was a resident dentist.
I liked it. It felt homely. I saw a sign that read: ‘Volunteers are Welcome!’ They accepted volunteers, too? I didn't have much to do, so I thought about volunteering. Then, a photo caught my attention.
“Tabitha?” a familiar voice called to me.
I turned and found Bruce standing behind me, a surprised expression gracing his face.
“What are you doing here?” he asked.
“Bruce?” I raised a brow, still in disbelief. “I'm supposed to be asking you that question.”
“Oh my, is that Dr. Tabitha Hill?” A man was standing next to him. Something about him reminded me of Jerry.
“That would be me,” I replied with a warm smile.
“I'm Mark,” he replied. “Head nurse. Just let me know if you need anything.”
The man excused us immediately when he was done talking. I had a feeling he knew about me and Bruce.
“What are you doing here?” Bruce asked.
He wasn't angry to see me; it sounded like he wanted me to be there.
“My sister was having a speech, and I thought I'd visit,” I explained.
“You came… to see your sister?” he asked, doubtful. “I thought you and your siblings didn't get along. Or did you come for another round of blackmail?”
“At least have a little faith in me.” I rolled my eyes.
Now that he said them aloud, it made me feel like I had been a bad person all this time.
“You didn't give me that much to believe in when it came to you and your siblings,” he remarked.