Chapter 8

My father tries to smile giving that kind of smile on his side that looks more like a grimace. He looks in the direction of the doctor with an arched eyebrow, almost as if to say: "I told you". The doctor exchanges a look with my father and looks in my direction. I try to seem as sincere as possible, keeping away my most worrying thoughts. Maybe they're really telling the truth. After all, this needs to be very good information to make my father cross the city and come and sign a simple authorization.

Dr. Conway gets up and walks to his dark wooden desk. He opens two drawers and collects papers. I'm so busy watching your movements that I don't even notice when my father approaches and sits next to me on the couch.

“Abigail... “I take my breath for the fright. “I want you to know how happy I am for your recovery.

I am fully aware that if I move an inch, I will fall with my ass on the floor. Since I'm sitting on the edge of the couch, as