Brenda's p.o.v

"Mom..Momma..Mommy" Maisie sobs collapsing into my arms. I bet her cries can

be heard out in the hallway. Brandon just says awe. "How may I help you, Maze?" I wonder

stroking her hair. "Please don't die" my daughter begs me. "My life is in God's hands" I

promise her. "Did you come home to die? Did you come home to leave Maisie in my care?"

Brandon interrogates me. I look deep inside myself for the truth.