But a life was much larger than its worst afternoon.
And people, Emily had learned, were not changed by regret alone.
They were changed by what they repeatedly chose afterward.
Faith tugged on Mark’s hand.
“Daddy, come.”
He immediately bent down.
“Where are we going?”
“To see the fish.”
A large aquarium stood at the end of the hallway.
Grace grabbed his other hand.
Lily ran after them.
Mark looked over his shoulder.
“You coming?”
Emily smiled.
“In a minute.”
Dr. Patel stood beside her.
“They look wonderful.”
“They are.”
“And you?”
Emily watched Mark kneel in front of the aquarium while three little girls pointed excitedly at the fish.
“I’m good.”
Dr. Patel smiled.
“I remember you asking me if they would live.”
Emily’s eyes filled.
“So do I.”
“And look at them now.”
Faith was attempting to count the fish.
“One, two, seven, purple…”
Emily laughed.
