Goodbye, Mr. Regret

"No need."

He had no intention of seeing Jessica again, at least not for a while.

Dragging his battered body, he'd gone looking for her before.

He'd even asked Vince to mediate, hoping she'd come to the Howard family estate.

Just before leaving, he'd clung tightly to her hand, unwilling to let go.

But all his concessions hadn't earned him any understanding from her instead, she'd only grown more brazen, pushing him further and further.

"But the way she's acting... it's really worrying Mom and Dad."

"This is none of your concern. I'll handle it myself.”

Once the test results came in, he would head back home.

He'd already wasted enough time on Jessica; he couldn't afford to let it drag on. "Aren't you the least bit worried she'll get the wrong idea about us?"

night suddenly flickering through his mind. He still hadn't explained to Sheila what had happened. After a pause, he continued quietly, "About that night... I'm sorry. I'd had too much to drink. Don't overthink it, it won't

suspected

gotten what she wanted—and

intervened and ruined Jessica's plans,

Timothy always showed her, Sheila was sure he would

you for that..." Sheila pressed her lips together. Now didn't seem like the time to bring up

about that night. He'd asked Yates for help with his film project, but Yates hadn't gotten back to him

chosen Jessica for the role, so Timothy felt he owed Sheila some real

to head back too. Let's go together-should be in the next day or two. I'll let you know as soon

"Alright."

stay another day or so, waiting for the paternity

them, he'd head straight for Riverside

Sandra and Abell arrived at the Zimmerman house, they went to see

frail and worn Mrs. Zimmerman looked You know, you can't just worry

smile. "That's just what mothers