Isabella was awake when the food was ready.
She just laid there, eyes open, face sad and Fiona shouted at her to get up, get up, get up.
Fiona didn’t know if it was her shouting or the sounds that came from the kitchen through the opened doors to the guest suite but Isabella finally heaved a big sigh, got up, wandered down and ate with them.
The chicken looked heavenly.
The vegetables were way overdone.
Neither Isabella nor Jason uttered a word mainly because Prentice’s brooding glower did not invite this.
The three of them went to the hospital after tea.
When they came back a lot later, Fiona didn’t have to shout her questions to Isabella in hopes of finding out how Sally was.
The worry etched into their faces told the tale.
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Isabella
“Can I have Miss Bella’s chocolate cake for breakfast while I’m recupralating?” Sally asked from her place, buckled safely in the back of Prentice’s Range Rover.
Isabella looked over at the child as Jason twisted around from the front and corrected, “Recuperating.”
“That’s what I said, recupralating,” Sally shot back.
Isabella smiled.
From behind the wheel, Prentice replied, “No.”
Sally’s face turned obstinate then it brightened as a new idea came to her. “Since I got knocked over by a car, can I have a horse?”
“No,” Prentice answered.
“A puppy?” Sally tried.
“No,” Prentice repeated.
“A kitty?” Sally pushed.
“No, Sally,” Prentice returned.
“A fish?” Sally cried in desperation.
Prentice chuckled before he replied, “We’ll see about a fish.”
Sally smiled cheerfully at Isabella and Isabella smiled back.
A miracle had happened.
When the doctors woke Sally after her brain swelling had gone down, she was groggy, in pain and confused but mostly she was Sally.
They did tests and found no memory loss, her concentration and recall were excellent, in fact all functions were a go.
The doctors were stunned.