Eva's POV
I found my mother in Josie's room, to my surprise. The air was light and cheery as I stepped in. Josie had the biggest smile on her face despite the bandage that covered her cheek. I was happy to see the positive effect our mother's presence was having on her.
"Good afternoon, mother," I greeted.
She looked up at me with her signature soft smile that always managed to make her look twenty years younger.
"Afternoon, dear,"
Josie had her big green eyes on me too. I crossed the distance between us and picked her up, twirling her around. "How is my favorite sister?" I asked as I put her down again.
She didn't need to say anything for me to know she is alright. It pained me that I would have to take mother away because of the questions gnawing mercilessly at me. I would have to be creative.
"Josie, could you draw Mother and me? I want to hang it up in my room."
