Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Sallie was about to mention that she'd seen Jessica at the fabric market with another man.

But after a moment's hesitation, she decided to let it go.

After all, she hadn't actually seen clearly.

Timothy might be distant with Jessica, but she was still the wife he'd chosen for himself.

They'd married not long ago, and a child had quickly followed.

There had to be at least some lingering affection between them.

If she'd gotten it wrong, it would only make things awkward.

"It's nothing. Granddad called and said he wants everyone back at the family house tonight. I was just checking what time you'd be heading over."

"Before dinner, I suppose."

No matter how busy he was, Timothy would never ignore his grandfather's birthday.

He hung up.

Just then, the doors to the emergency room swung open.

Timothy rushed forward.

"Doctor-how is she?"

awake now," the doctor

but her face was ashen, her lips drained of color. She looked utterly

furrowed with concern as he instinctively

The wounds have been treated and there's no serious danger. She'll need to stay a few days in the hospital. Once she's home, make sure she eats plenty

out a quiet sigh of relief and followed as the

come with Timothy to the

blood supply ran low, Timothy had been frantically making calls, trying to find more. He didn't want Henry stuck waiting around, so after much reassurance-promising over and over that Sheila would be alright-he finally convinced Henry to

chair

could you be so

stern words were edged with

are you

eyes lingered on the bandages around

his gaze, then looked up at him. "You

what Henry said

get the wrong idea. I just slipped and fell-the glass I was holding shattered and it

already

"So that's what happened..."

your marriage? Did you think I'd take it so hard that I'd try