I Recognized My Bracelet That Went Missing a Month Ago on the Wrist of the Nurse Taking Care of Me in the Hospital
I recognized the gold bracelet on Stephanie’s wrist—the one I had lost weeks ago, given to me by my grandmother. Toby had taken it and given it to her. Before the hospital, life was good. Toby and I had been married for three years, working toward buying a house and starting a family. But one…