Katie
I drag my feet into the house. A sense of relief washes over me. I’m finally home.
The image of my family in the hospital flashes through my mind, and guilt washes over me. I mentally chant to myself that they were in the wrong, not me.
I take a moment, even though I had just sat in my car for several minutes trying to clear my mind and it hasn’t worked.
The smell of food drifts through the air and pulls me towards the kitchen. Casper’s usual giggles are usually absent.
I glance down at my watch. Shoot. It is much later than I realized it is. Everyone must have eaten, and Casper should be in bed already.
My heart twists. I don’t get to tuck him in, but this isn’t the first time. It is only the first time since we moved here.
I take a deep breath and fill my lungs with the faint smell of food.
As I approach the kitchen, I call out, “What is that delicious smell? Did you cook something again for supper?”