A Mother Runs to Her Son
The moment Isla was helped to her feet, she rushed into the hallway.
Emmett stood beside Officer Hannah, trying to stay strong, though tears glistened in his eyes.
Isla dropped to her knees and pulled him tightly into her arms.
“My baby,” she whispered. “I’m right here. I’m right here.”
Emmett finally broke down and cried.
“I heard you,” he said. “I didn’t know what to do.”
Graham came to their side, his voice shaking as he placed a hand on his son’s back.
“You knew exactly what to do,” he said. “You saved us, Emmett.”
Emmett shook his head.
“I was scared.”
Isla gently held his face in her hands.
“Being scared doesn’t mean you weren’t brave.”
