Karsyn
“Shit!” I hiss as I drop the tray with the freshly cleaned medical equipment on it. I fight against the tears that are pressing against the back of my eyelids.
“Are you okay?” Kels asks as she bends down, helping me pick them up.
My hands shake, and I hate it. Literally hate it more than anything at this point. “I’m fine.” I angrily swipe at the tears that have squeezed past my eyes.
“No you’re not. What’s wrong?”
Since Kels became a mother, she’s much more in tune with everything around her. I wouldn’t say she feels more than she used to, because she’s always been super emphatic. Now though? It’s like times a thousand.
I have a seat on the floor because I can’t seem to pick myself up from where I’ve bent down. “The hearing’s tomorrow,” I whisper.
“Already? For some reason I thought there were at least a couple more weeks,” she sighs, having a seat next to me.