09-17-2018, 08:30 PM
Sidney pulled out her stuffed kitty and handed it over, brushing his hand over her hair. He took out a tissue and gently cleaned her face. They could only use the extra soft tissues on Calla and she still squirmed because they felt rough. "There we go. All cleaned up."
Sidney sat in the chair next to them, Calla happily perched on Silas's lap and playing with her kitty now. He squeezed Silas's hand. "Doing better?"
Silas didn't get a chance to answer before there was a soft knock at the door and a doctor came in. She was young, with a short afro and a wide, soft smile. She was tiny compared to both of them.
"Hello, I'm Dr. Todd. You must be the Flints. Dr. Andrews asked me to see you. And this pretty lady has to be Calla. I like your kitty, Calla."
Sidney sat in the chair next to them, Calla happily perched on Silas's lap and playing with her kitty now. He squeezed Silas's hand. "Doing better?"
Silas didn't get a chance to answer before there was a soft knock at the door and a doctor came in. She was young, with a short afro and a wide, soft smile. She was tiny compared to both of them.
"Hello, I'm Dr. Todd. You must be the Flints. Dr. Andrews asked me to see you. And this pretty lady has to be Calla. I like your kitty, Calla."