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

ashen, her lips

brow furrowed with concern as he instinctively reached for her

lot of blood. The wounds have been treated and there's no serious danger. She'll need to stay a few

let out a quiet sigh of relief and followed as the nurse wheeled Sheila to her

with Timothy to

frantically making calls, trying to find more. He didn't want Henry stuck waiting around, so after much reassurance-promising over and over that

pulled up a chair and sat

you be

were edged

"Timothy, what are you talking

eyes lingered on the bandages around her

up at him. "You don't actually think I tried to kill

Henry said when he

get the wrong idea. I just slipped and fell-the glass I was holding shattered and it cut my wrist. I hit my head on the way down and blacked out. That's

had already

"So that's what happened..."

Jessica went public with your marriage? Did you think I'd take