Song Recommendation: Carry You Home — Alex Warren.
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Dr. Barry stepped into the room with a warm smile, clipboard in hand. He glanced at Reese, who was sitting upright on the hospital bed, focused on her coloring. The transformation in her over the past three weeks had been remarkable—a change everyone could attest to.
These weeks had been life-changing for my family and me. We shared moments of laughter and reminisced about old times. Even though Castiel connected more with my grandparents and mother, I was grateful that everyone was uniting around Reese.
My parents typically visited the hospital mornings and evenings, while Stella took on the responsibility of cooking for Reese. Sally came by whenever she could.
"Good morning," Dr. Barry said, his tone calm. "I have excellent news. After reviewing Reese's recovery and conducting the final tests, I'm happy to report that she's stable and ready to go home."
