The car came to a stop as we entered the hospital parking lot and Mom turned off the ignition.
A part of me wanted to just stay here, not go any further. What if I'm not allowed? What if he doesn't want to see me? What if he...
There were many thoughts running through my head and the more I thought about them the more my stomach flipped, the more waves of dizziness washed over me. I was scared. What if he had a permanent injury that would never heal? Samson and I did not get along but we were connected now whether he admitted it or not.
"Alex," Mom held my hand. She had gotten out of the car and opened my door, leaning down to my level as she took my hand.
"I don't want to go in". I told her, my voice a little shaky.
"That's okay. We can stay here or we can go back. You came here and that's something".
