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Well, what do think?”

Jonas walked into the living room, keeping a hand on something at all times so he didn’t lose his balance. he wasn’t quite used to how this leg moved yet.

His mom, Toby, Tereza, and Arcelia were all sitting there. Catarina was the only one of his nieces and nephews, and she was barely paying any attention to him, stacking some blocks together. He saw his mother’s expression first, but she quickly covered it with a hand over her mouth. Still, he could clearly see the tears in her eyes.

Shit. He hadn’t wanted to make her cry. This was the day he’d been waiting for almost from the moment he’d woken up. Though at that time he’d thought it would mean getting back to duty. That wasn’t going to happen now. Still, it was nice to be able to get away from the crutches. So why was his mom so upset?

“It looks great,” his brother said. “How does it feel?”

“Great,” he repeated his brother’s word, his gaze flicking to each of his sisters. They looked like they were both about to cry, too. What had he done wrong? Weren’t they happy for him?

Then, Arcelia practically lunged at him, wrapping her arms around him. “It’s perfect,” she said. “You’re perfect. Because you’re still here. That’s all that matters to us.”

His mom was openly crying now, and he pushed his sister gently away to go to her. “mama,” he murmured. “I’m sorry. I thought…”

She pulled him down before he could even figure out exactly what he’d thought her reaction would be. “I am so happy. Do not be sorry. I was afraid. I did not think I’d ever see that smile on your face again. It is so good to see.”

Tears of relief. Not sorrow. he supposed he could handle that. This was only the first step in the new path for him. He still had to figure out what he was going to do with the rest of his life. But, he’d take the time to appreciate this. It was good. And hopefully in time everything would be as well.


Today’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt was to use “well”. I managed to start and end with it. This one should fit in right where I’m getting to in the notebook as I write Jonas & Isaac’s story.

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