Archer sat next to Ivonette in the car the hospital had provided. Now that they were fully sure if what had happened to Ivonette they were finally allowed to go to the orphanage. The car pulled to a stop and Archer stepped out before reaching in and grabbing Ivonette, who had just unbuckled herself. He held her in his arms as they walked to the front door of the orphanage.
"I'm nervous," Ivonette told Archer.
"You'll be fine," he assured, petting her hair before knocked on the door. He'd get Ivonette's wheelchair once they were inside and there was a place for her to sit. He couldn't hold his sister and her wheelchair. And it would take time to put her down and prep her wheelchair. Plus Archer needed to know how many stairs were in this orphanage.