Hendrix POV
I stare out the window of the bus, the landscape flying by in vibrant shades of autumn that I haven't seen in a few weeks at least. Up north, in Virginia, the leaves turn and fall much sooner than they do down south.
I'm anxious, almost trembling. The call I got last night has sent me spiraling out of control. First thing I did was grab a suitcase and shove some clothes in it as fast as humanly possible.
When I heard that my mother was in the hospital, I freaked. I called my boss as I was heading out the door to inform him I might need a few days off since I don't know how long I'll be gone.
At least she's not in the hospital anymore. A kind woman at the ER called me to inform me that my Mama was discharged and to be sure to check in on her. My number is still on her emergency contact information, and they clearly didn't know that I live 12 hours away now.