SECOND CHANCE
checking George's vitals and changing his bandages. As I rubbed the sleep from my e
me with a warm smile as she noticed me s
forcing a smile despite the weight of
that he was awake and alert, albeit with a sli
George?" I asked, pulling
he admitted with a weak
f his injuries. "I'm so sorry about what happened," I said, m
reassured me, his tone firm despi
ent. If only I had been more cautious, if only I had paid closer attention to
tance I could. I made calls to the hotel to ensure that they were aware of the incid
em on the situation and making arrangements for them to continue
my mind kept wandering back to the events of the previous nig
he hospital room, I found myself growing increasingly restless. I needed to clear
" I announced to George, w
offering me a reassuring smile.
e my way down the corridor, the cool air of the hospital offeri
olding before me with painful clarity. The sound of breaking glass, George's pained cry, the frantic
tsteps echoing hollowly against the linoleum floors. But eventually, I found myself drawn to a small c
light filtering in through the stained glass windows casting a warm glow over the space. Closing
me like a heavy burden. But as the minutes stretched into hours, a sense of peace began to set
ied with me a newfound sense of resolve, a determination to make amen
my steps lighter. I pushed open the door to find him resting c
his voice soft but filled w
ne of my own. "Yeah, I am," I replied, taking a
g his head. "Nonsense, sir," h
reassuring squeeze. "You went above and beyond,
d unwavering. "It's what teammates do, sir,"
ether as colleagues, as friends. Despite the chaos and uncertainty that had surrou
incerely, my voice choking wi
of his lips. "Anytime, sir," he replied. "Now,
d for news from the doctors about George's condition. Despite the uncertainty of what the future held, I felt a s
l corridors grew quiet, I found myself filled
ome them. And with that thought in mind, I drifted off to sleep, knowing that
orridors grew quiet, I found myself filled wi