Later that afternoon, Marina smoothed Ginger’s hair from her forehead. Thankfully, her grandmother was fully awake now in her hospital bed, and a glow had returned to her face. “I’m so relieved,” Marina said softly. “You look like you’re feeling better.”
Ginger smiled up at her. “I am. But I don’t understand why they want to keep me for observation.”
“Be happy for that,” Kai said, forcing a smile. She sat on the other side of the hospital bed, as she had for the past hour. “They only keep the people they like.” She reached across and clasped Marina’s hand.
Ginger rested her hand on theirs. “Sisters again?”
“Forever,” Marina said, her eyes welling. “Forgive me?”
Ginger’s eyes seemed lit with renewed force. “Of course.”
When Ginger smiled at them, it was as if the cracks in Marina’s he
