Standing on the tip of her toes and fidgeting like a little girl, Serena waited impatiently for Freddie to hang up the phone and give her news of her grandfather. She hated it that he had one of those inscrutable faces. When he was finally done talking, she almost held her breath.
‘I don’t know what to say,’ Freddie began. ‘You’re not gonna believe this.’
‘What, what?’ she almost jumped at him, ‘is he alright? Please tell me.’
‘He’s fine, Serena. The doctors have no idea how, but the bullet went in and out and didn’t even touch his heart. But that’s not the best part; somehow the wound has been closing unnaturally fast, and he’s almost completely healed. They say he’ll be able to go home in a couple of days, good as new. It’s a miracle.’
Serena let out a joyful scream such as she hadn’t done in a long time and threw her arms around Freddie’s neck, forcing him to jump in unison with her.
‘He’s alive, he’s alive; oh, I can’t believe it,’ she kept repeating and dancing at the same time.