At that moment, the nurse came in with the discharge papers. “Good morning, sir. Here you have…
I interrupted her, desperate to get answers. “Where’s Suzie?”
“She was discharged this morning,” the nurse repeated. He said you knew.
Feeling defeated, I took my daughters home. There, on the porch, I found my mother, radiant with pride.
“Oh, Ben, they’re so beautiful!” he exclaimed, reaching out to the girls. But I walked away, refusing to let him hold them.
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