Join Date: Feb 2013
Location: Northwest Florida
Delia looks at her cell phone as it rings and recognizes the number. "Hello?" "Delia?, this is Ms.Elton, am I calling at a bad time?". "No, Ms.Elton, you are fine. What can I do for you?" asked Delia. " I was hoping you were freed up this evening to come over for dinner with us."
As Delia pulled up to the front of the house, there were 2 other cars there that she recognized. As she entered the living room she sees Justin and Mr.Smith standing to greet her. "What's going on? Is there something wrong with Meg?" Delia asks as the fear begins boiling in her body. She can feel the blood drawing back away from the skin and the sinking feeling trying to set in. Her knees have the feel of standing on shaking ground and she can feel the balmy attributes filling the palm of her hands. Justin walks over and puts an arm around her with a smile. " Nothing is wrong with Meg, in fact things are going great with her, so stop fretting and sit down!".
Delia looks over to Mr. Smith who is sitting in the wing back chair that sits between the end of the large couch and the fireplace. He has a glimmer in his eye and a smirkish smile as he is looking back at her. Waiting on one of them to explain what is going on, she looks back to Ms.Elton and asks "ok, what is going on? Why is everyone being so mysterious if everything is ok?" Just as the words finished coming out of her mouth Meg is brought in and stopped close to Delia.
You can see everyone's eyes starting to glare over as they begin to fill with tears. Delia turns and meets Meg eye to eye as she reaches to put her hand on Meg's. " How are you doing, Meg? You look really good and I can see a spark in your face. What is going on here girl and why isn't anyone telling me whats going on?". Meg reaches over and puts her normally good hand on top of Delia's and then pulls her other hand out of her jacket top with a letter in it. She reaches out and places it in Delia's hand that is already starting to shake along with the rest of her body. " Meg! You are moving your han...you are moving your whole arm, Oh My God, Meg!"
Ms.Elton walks over and sits down beside Delia on the couch. " She has been really working hard during her therapy sessions at the horse clinic. Even after only a short time at the first session she started twitching her fingers. The ladies working with her said there have been very few who have shown such drive in such a short time". Justin stands up and crosses the room from the piano seat where he landed as Meg came in. "Delia, one of Meg's therapists is my aunt and she has been keeping me up to date on how she's been doing. I wanted to tell you, but Mr. Smith wanted to wait and see how committed Meg was to do this before getting anyone's hopes up." With no more hesitation, Mr.Smith tells Delia that he was so worried Meg would get bored with it like she did with other things before and not follow through, but she has seemed to get more determined with every session.
Just then Meg pushes the letter at Delia harder as to tell her it is important and wants her to read it now. Delia looks down to see what looks like the writing of a 5 year old. The words are all scribbled and hard to make out, but then she puts them together and is able to read it plain as day.
Delia, I'm sorry for my trouble. Thank you for horse therapy. I will be better. Meg
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