Chapter 4

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The same day:

Kenna's POV

FEAR.

The word keeps flashing in my mind, appearing larger and larger.

The drive on our way back home was silent. Me gazing out of my passenger window, mom looking at the road ahead.

She glances at me every time we stop at a red signal.

Now in our apartment, which is no longer fancy to me, I'm in my room, which reminds me of my previous night at the hospital.

Mom walks in with my favorite mug.

It's a combination of orange and white stripes on the outside of the mug, but the interior is what I love. There's this Nemo fish stuck inside the bottom of the mug.

I received it as a birthday present from Ally on my eleventh birthday

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I received it as a birthday present from Ally on my eleventh birthday.

When I was younger, I'd finish up the milk in my mug just to look at Nemo at the bottom of it.

Growing up, I was obsessed with Nemo and couldn't stop crying after watching Finding Nemo. I think there's a lot to learn from that movie.

Nemo has been my favorite since then.

I take the mug from Mom and sit upright on my bed.

She sits in front of me, and with a thought of finality, she speaks, "We're going to Travenford Medical Center tomorrow."

I look at her with my brows furrowed. ''But we could go to any other hospital that is slightly better than yesterday's one. We don't have to go to Travenford!" I exclaim.

I mean, Travenford is literally one of "The Best" hospitals in town. And you probably have to pay your head off.

'' It's too expensi-''

"Do not bother about how expensive it is. I've always given you the best of everything, and this is no exception, Kenny," she says abruptly before I can complete my sentence.

''Um, we could save that money and buy books, doughnuts, pastries, ice cream, and some more books," I say nervously.

"I'd still buy all of that for you, Kenny. We leave for Travenford tomorrow, and that's final," she says, heading towards the exit of my room.

''Mom, can we run a movie marathon? Later this evening?" I ask.

''Yes, love. We will. I need to run a few errands; is there anything I can get you?" she inquires.

Anything to kill my fear, I almost say aloud.

''Nothing, thanks" was all I could actually say aloud.

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Later that evening, we watched our favorite movies and ordered Chinese takeout.

Well, who knows? This would probably be the last day I truly enjoyed.

My life would be different as tomorrow began.

Another change. I'd miss every day like this with Mom, which is almost every day.

I don't have too many friends—just Ally and a few more at Starbucks.

Ally is the closest of all.

I texted her, informing her that we would be visiting Travenford tomorrow.

Mom offers me some ice cream, and not just any ice cream but my favorite, strawberry!

Well, I'd have any kind of ice cream because ice cream is life. But then everyone's got to have a favorite, right?

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Now, back in my room, under my purple floral duvet, I look back at all the good things this life has given me. I wouldn't mind if I didn't have any good memories after today. Maybe I'd go through some difficult times.

But somehow I knew that there'd be good memories after today.

Plenty of them.

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