“I like purple,” Jesse begrudgingly admitted. “But I don’t understand why we’re talking about colors! I thought we were going home to have hot chocolate with Mama. Did she call back? Can you check? Maybe you missed it!”

Anons from My Muses Children || Selectively Accepting Tom sighed before nodding at the doctor. “Purple’s great, thanks.” He readjusted on the bed, shifting Jesse so her good side was leaning against him. “I know, honey. I know. Remember when the chair squished your arm? Well, it didn’t just squish it, it broke your arm.” He pointed at hisContinue reading ““I like purple,” Jesse begrudgingly admitted. “But I don’t understand why we’re talking about colors! I thought we were going home to have hot chocolate with Mama. Did she call back? Can you check? Maybe you missed it!””

Jesse kept her face burrowed against Tom’s chest, clutching the purple plaid blanket even tighter against her with her good arm. She was quiet and shy on a normal day – just as Cara had been as a child. But adding pain and exhaustion to that was quickly making all of this unbearable.

Anons from My Muses Children || Selectively Accepting The doctor looked to Tom when Jesse didn’t acknowledge him. "Jesse? What color do you like best? They have every color you can imagine!” Tom asked, his hand rubbing circles on her back. “Or do you want Daddy to pick for you?” He added, knowing she was probably overwhelmed andContinue reading “Jesse kept her face burrowed against Tom’s chest, clutching the purple plaid blanket even tighter against her with her good arm. She was quiet and shy on a normal day – just as Cara had been as a child. But adding pain and exhaustion to that was quickly making all of this unbearable.”

Her smile finally reappeared and she couldn’t help but giggle at Tom’s response, “You know that! You’re being silly, Daddy.” Her smile quickly faded as the doctor – another stranger in a long line of them that day – came in, and she hid her face against Tom’s chest in the hopes that he would go away.

Anons from My Muses Children || Selectively Accepting  A grin spread across his face at her response, and he place a kiss on her head when her smile disappeared. “It’s okay, honey. It’s okay,” he cooed, directing his attention at the doctor. The doctor pulled the x-rays up, and the break was clear. He and theContinue reading “Her smile finally reappeared and she couldn’t help but giggle at Tom’s response, “You know that! You’re being silly, Daddy.” Her smile quickly faded as the doctor – another stranger in a long line of them that day – came in, and she hid her face against Tom’s chest in the hopes that he would go away.”

Jesse lowered her voice to a whisper like she was telling her dad a secret, “Mama’s saving the world.” Then she snuggled into him, saying, “Maybe if we go home now, Mama will be there. We should go check.” She burrowed her head in her blanket, muffling her voice, “I’m tired. My head hurts and my arm hurts and I want my bed with Jane. Please, Daddy?”

Anons from My Muses Children || Selectively Accepting Tom’s eyes widened at his daughter’s words, and he let out a small gasp of surprise. “She is? Wow!!” A smile pulled at his lips as she snuggled closer to him, but part of him knew that the tears and fear she felt not long ago would moreContinue reading “Jesse lowered her voice to a whisper like she was telling her dad a secret, “Mama’s saving the world.” Then she snuggled into him, saying, “Maybe if we go home now, Mama will be there. We should go check.” She burrowed her head in her blanket, muffling her voice, “I’m tired. My head hurts and my arm hurts and I want my bed with Jane. Please, Daddy?””

Jesse made a grabby hand at the phone, taking it and talking to it like Cara was actually listening. “Hi, Mama! I want to go home. Jane is at home and she’s scared and I’m tired and my arm hurts. Please tell Daddy to bring me home so we can have hot chocolate and snuggles.”

Anons from My Muses Children || Selectively Accepting As if it was fate, Tom could hear the audible beep as Jesse finished her sentence. The voicemail had ended itself, just in the nick of time. “I’m sure Mama will call back later, okay? I think she’s still workin’,” he explained, locking his phone screen and sliding hisContinue reading “Jesse made a grabby hand at the phone, taking it and talking to it like Cara was actually listening. “Hi, Mama! I want to go home. Jane is at home and she’s scared and I’m tired and my arm hurts. Please tell Daddy to bring me home so we can have hot chocolate and snuggles.””

Jesse burrowed into him as they got situated in their private room, holding out her good hand when he brought up calling Cara. “I want to talk to her! Maybe she can pick us up and we can go home and have hot chocolate.” Mama used the good marshmallows 😁

Anons from My Muses Children || Selectively Accepting He smirked as she mentioned hot chocolate. Oh, how he wished they could all be home as a family, curled up on the couch under a blanket, laughing and giggling while they tried not to spill hot cocoa everywhere. Tom dialed Cara’s number and held it toContinue reading “Jesse burrowed into him as they got situated in their private room, holding out her good hand when he brought up calling Cara. “I want to talk to her! Maybe she can pick us up and we can go home and have hot chocolate.” Mama used the good marshmallows 😁”

“Can’t we just go home and snuggle, and Mama will come home and snuggle, too?” She squirmed while they walked to X-ray, and when Tom manipulated her bad arm, she cried into his chest. But the promise of talking to her Mama made her bring her head up, “Is Mama coming home?”

Anons from My Muses Children || Selectively Accepting “She’ll be home before you know it, Sweetheart,” Tom cooed as they walked, his hand drawing comforting circles on her back once more. They were led into a small, private room situated in the Pediatric ER to await the doctor’s arrival. He was already fairly certain thatContinue reading ““Can’t we just go home and snuggle, and Mama will come home and snuggle, too?” She squirmed while they walked to X-ray, and when Tom manipulated her bad arm, she cried into his chest. But the promise of talking to her Mama made her bring her head up, “Is Mama coming home?””

Jesse shook her head against his chest, “You’re always brave – you’re a fixer! And how long till we go home? How many minutes? I don’t want pictures. I want Mama, and Jane, and my bed, and Harry Potter, and Little Women…”

Anons from My Muses Children || Selectively Accepting Tom’s hand drew comforting circles on her back as he carried her down the hallway. He knew that she was past the point of understanding and needed comfort. “The pictures will only take a few minutes, alright? Then we can give Mama a call and snuggle whileContinue reading “Jesse shook her head against his chest, “You’re always brave – you’re a fixer! And how long till we go home? How many minutes? I don’t want pictures. I want Mama, and Jane, and my bed, and Harry Potter, and Little Women…””

“But what if Jane isn’t brave?” Jesse questioned. “What if she’s not like you and Mama? Maybe we should just go home and stay with her. I can tell her other stories – I know lots! Please, Daddy.”

Anons from My Muses Children || Selectively Accepting The urgency in her voice pulled at his heartstrings, and he let out a small sigh. “You know, Daddy isn’t always brave. It’s okay, to not be brave all the time. I know you want to go home, and we will. The doctors are going to take someContinue reading ““But what if Jane isn’t brave?” Jesse questioned. “What if she’s not like you and Mama? Maybe we should just go home and stay with her. I can tell her other stories – I know lots! Please, Daddy.””

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