"Poppy," Dad said as he pulled into the parking lot of the hospital. "You do know that you don't have to visit Grayson every day, right?"

I sighed. "I know, but... I miss him a whole lot. Two weeks ago, his heart stopped and I'm afraid it will happen again, so I want to spend every moment there."

"Understandable," Dad said. "On the bright side, it probably won't happen again. The doctor's say he's improving a whole lot and you should expect him to wake up soon. Call me when you want me to pick you up."

I nodded, getting out of the car and heading inside of the hospital....