Goodbye, Mr. Regret

"This is..."

Mabel hesitated, clearly at a loss.

But Henry's face was set in a stubborn frown, his eyes shimmering with hurt. It tugged at her heartstrings-he was probably just craving his mother's home cooking.

"Alright, I'll call Mrs. Lawson."

She dialed Jessica's number, but the phone was switched off.

Lowering her voice, Mabel said gently, "Mrs. Lawson's phone is off, Master Henry. Why don't you eat a little something for now? When she returns, I promise I'll persuade her to cook something special for you, okay?"

Henry's disappointment only deepened.

Whenever he was sick before, his mom would be at his side day and night. Now, he hadn't even been discharged, and she hadn't come to the hospital, hadn't made him anything to eat and now her phone was off, too.

What kind of mother was she being?

Unwilling to give up, Henry used his smartwatch to call Jessica himself. When all he got was the automated message that the phone was off, his tears spilled over.

voice growing frantic. After all, this

the lunchbox and hurried outside to call

Henry tried calling

the other end. Alarmed and worried, she asked, "Henry, sweetheart, what's wrong? Why are you crying

between tears. "My mom... she hasn't come to see me at the

words dissolved

Maybe your mom just forgot to charge her phone. Is there anyone

But... I don't want Mabel." Henry's voice was

I'll catch the earliest flight. It'll take

to me," he sniffled, immediately calming

always so sweet to me how could I not come? Don't be

out her suitcase. Leaving a note on the table, she headed out while booking

Mrs. Lawson and that her phone was off, asking him to find a way to locate

Allen reported the news to Timothy

kept