Goodbye, Mr. Regret

All they could do was wait-wait for Timothy to come out.

Herbert, worried Jessica might collapse, scooped her up and carried her over to the lounge, gently settling her on a chair.

Sallie didn't like seeing Jessica so close to someone else, but she gritted her teeth and said nothing.

Half an hour crept by. Once Phelps and Naylor had finally recovered a bit, Naylor helped Phelps to the waiting area outside the operating room as well.

No one spoke.

Everyone's thoughts were fixed on Timothy's injuries.

Time stretched endlessly.

To the Lawson family, Timothy was their hope.

And for Jessica, the thought of Timothy in danger was unbearable.

Divorce was divorce, but she'd never wished pain or suffering on him-let alone death.

Especially not now, when he'd gotten hurt saving her and Herbert.

first seen him come barreling toward them on his bike, her initial reaction had

limbs wouldn't

that

hired a nurse, but he insisted on being there having family around lifted a patient's spirits, and this

son.

visit

Henry a few times before; to him, the boy had always just

Henry was his blood-his

out, Vince overheard a pair of nurses talking. "Poor kid-so father's in surgery. Two of the relatives@ven fainted just

and now his

happened. The nurse, busy helping with Naylor and Phelps moments earlier, told him Timothy had been rushed into

at a time

beside Jessica in the lounge. Jessica was pale, her body shivering now and

hurried over and crouched in front of her, his

saw Vince, the tears she'd

be strong in front of everyone else, but never with Vince. He always managed to comfort her, no matter

"Big brother..."

know why Jessica was