It was a miracle that Noah made it home in one piece considering how dazed he was after leaving the hospital. If Kaleb hadn't ordered him to go home, he probably would have spent the entire night in that waiting room chair at a loss.
He managed to make it home and flopped onto his bed in his jeans. He was still staring at the ceiling when his parents woke up and he heard puttering around as his mom went down to make breakfast.
Somehow, he forced himself to shower and change into a pair of sweatpants. Noah didn't want them to worry about him being out half the night.
"Morning, Noah! Want some pancakes?" his mother asked cheerfully.
Eating something might be a good idea. "Sure, Mom."
After pouring the batter onto the griddle, she eyed him critically. "You look awful. What happened?"
