Linda’s eyes filled with tears.
“When she wakes up, she’ll know.”
Emma thought for a moment.
“Will she be mad at me for leaving the house without permission?”
The nurse hugged her.
“No, sweetheart. You were frightened, and you went looking for help.”
That evening, the police brought the envelope they had found to the hospital.
But there was no need to open it yet.
Two days later, Sarah finally regained consciousness.
Her first words were about her children.
“Where are my babies?”
Linda took her hand.
“They’re safe, Sarah. All three of them.”
“All three… Emma too?”
“Yes. Your daughter brought them here.”
Sarah stared at the nurse in silence for several seconds.
Then Linda told her everything.
About the wheelbarrow.
About the long journey of several miles.
About how her six-year-old daughter had waited three days for her mother to wake up.
Sarah began sobbing.
