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.

bike, her initial reaction had been anger-she thought he was pulling another reckless stunt, thinking only of himself as

wouldn't stop

the hospital that day, too, taking care of

family around lifted a patient's spirits, and this was a chance for him to do his part

son.

moment, Vince slipped away to visit Henry's room.

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

was his blood-his

talking. "Poor kid-so

already, and

had happened. The nurse, busy helping with Naylor and Phelps moments earlier, told

a time

lounge. Jessica was pale, her body shivering now and

crouched in front of

she'd held back for

could be strong in front of everyone else, but never with Vince. He always managed to

"Big brother..."

why Jessica was