Sometimes Goodbyes Aren't Necessary

Danny:

The heat leaked through the windows of the car and I could feel the humidity sticking to my skin. I watched as the willow trees and lakes moved past us and I took in my new surroundings.

"Daniella," I looked away from the window and gave my mom a small smile, "Only five more minutes," I nodded and watched as Dad turned onto another street. He pulled into the driveway of a white house, with a green door and I felt a mixture of happiness and depression all at once. I left my home town for better care, but my heart was screaming at me for not saying goodbye. Especially to Jackson. Mikey opened my door and I took his hands. He placed me in the wheelchair and we moved towards the door.

"We have a couple of hours before we head to the hospital. Why don't you go lay down for a bit," I nodded and Mikey walked us into my new room.

"Wow! This is so much bigger than my old room!" I exclaimed.