Maya

I relish in the taste of my fresh glass of orange juice. It’s taken me a whole week after coming back from the hospital to regain my taste buds. While I might have been going a little stir crazy from all the bedrest, I was grateful for the break from Richard and the Creator team. I wasn’t sure I would have had enough strength to be in the same room as him without crying or yelling.

Yesterday was a good test of my strength and I passed with flying colors. I was able to stay strong and look Richard right in his dejected face without giving in to his request.

“This ended up in my stack of mail.” Edz drops an envelope in front of my plate.

“This is from two weeks ago!” I point at the date.

She shrugs. “I know, and I’m sorry. I promise to get…