LAYLA’S POV “Welcome home sweetie” I hear my mom’s voice from the kitchen and I rush to meet her. “Mom, you’re back from the hospital” I pull her into a hug. Her rich laughter fills the air and it calms me. I’m so glad she’s okay….I mean going to be okay. “Yeah I got back an hour ago, Bryan told me you were with a friend” She informs me and I smile. The smell of food invades my nostrils and my smile widens. “What’s cooking Mom?” I ask with a smile. “Your Dad’s favorite. He had finish up some things at the hospital so I want to surprise him” She says while smiling to herself. She obviously still loves my father, every timeshe talks about him, there’s always a huge smile on her face, and her eyes lit up when he entered a room she was, and sometimes laughs to a memory she remembers