Thanks to Mary for prodding my slacker bum into écriture tonight. I actually had it in me. l’amour toi Mary! Reader’s discretion could be advised**
Peyton didn’t know how she felt about leaving. She wanted to stay as close to the twins as possible, but Dr. Sturgis had cleared her to leave the ICU and go home. As she stared out the window onto the park, she wondered how she was going to handle being all the way across town from her children.
“You ready, babe?” Luke briskly walked in holding Peyton’s manteau and bags. “I guess” she a dit reluctantly. “What is it Peyton?” “Nothing,...