Metal doors pulled aside as the trio walked out into the sunshine, crossing the compound back into Champion Tower. “Ca’rn kids, I got places to be and yer ma aint going nowhere” Chevie reached around and took Hudsons hand as they followed Crazy down the long hallway, the staff of the small Champion Tower hospital watched as they left, turning to attend to the limp form of Sarah Lockheart as she lay on the hospital bed, tubes and wires trailing from her bruised and broken body, the nurses testing machines and tapping on liquid that slid down tubes. Chevie’s hand rested against her little brother’s shoulder as he stood on the small stool beside her his 2 year old body stretching to watch his mum.
Gentle whirring and pings came through the glass as the children of Sarah Lockheart watched her unmoving form through the viewing panel.
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