Third Person's POV
Jane was out of breath by the time she climbed the last flight of stairs and reached the second floor.
"Oh my God, kids. How could you do this to your poor auntie's weak legs?" She bent over, gasping, her hands braced against her shaky knees.
The moment Doctor Karen came downstairs and greeted the children playing with her in the living room, they immediately asked if they were finally allowed to see their mommy. One gentle nod and warm smile from the doctor was all it took.
Those little bundles of endless energy, with their soft bones that still didn't know the meaning of exhaustion, bolted straight for the stairs, leaving Jane panicking that one of them would tumble down.
