Seating in front of her vanity mirror, Leonica watched Grace’s reflection diligently as the elderly woman worked on her hair, trimming it short enough for the surgery.
A whole week had gone by since she woke up and five days since she had been discharged and today was the big day, the day where she’d donate her bone marrow for Ashley’s transplant.
She could already imagine how happy Ashley would be once the surgery was done and over with and how the treatment would start to work immediately.
It would only take a matter of a week or two for the boy to become healthy again and the thought of that excited her.
“All done, Ms. Romero.” Grace stepped away, giving Leonica the opportunity to admire her hair.
Her hair once long before was now cut short, the ends stopping a little above her shoulder.
“I think this is the perfect length.” Leonica muttered. “Thank you, Grace.”
“You’re welcome.” Grace gathered her things and was about to excuse herself when there was a knock on the door.