Goodbye, Mr. Regret

She always tried her best to help others within her own abilities.

"Don't worry. Everything will get better-trust me," Vince said, his voice gentle and reassuring.

Jessica nodded quietly.

Vince glanced at the sketchbook in her hands. "If flipping through that book makes you feel uneasy right now, you don't have to look at it."

"I know," she replied softly.

He gave her shoulder a comforting pat. "Try to get some rest, okay?"

When Vince left, he pulled the door closed behind him with care.

As her older brother, he'd been there through her divorce from Timothy. He knew all too well how hard it would be for her to truly forget him. Childhood affection that lingers into adulthood can root itself deep in your bones. The deeper the roots, the more it hurts to pull them out.

For Jessica, moving on and saying goodbye to the past must feel almost impossible. Even as an outsider, Vince felt a sharp ache just watching her struggle.

He wondered how much kindness and care it would take to heal the wounds she carried.

the end, she couldn't bring herself to open

morning, Mrs. Zimmerman took her children to the

Larkin's side, and today Vince was coming to take over so Zachary could go

his face lit up, though he was so weak that even saying her name

down, and took his hand in

feeling any better

pride of the Zimmerman family," Larkin said, his voice frail but filled

had achieved-especially after losing her voice -moved her grandfather more

replied. "There were so many people

Larkin for a while, careful not to tire him out. Since he was still so weak,

stayed behind to keep Larkin company, while Zachary and Mrs. Zimmerman led Jessica toward the elevator to head

as the elevator doors slid

shirt was wrinkled, his stubble unshaven, and his bloodshot eyes betrayed his exhaustion; his usually handsome features were

Rather than step inside, they waited

moment later, but before they could fully shut, Timothy pressed

that his presence was enough to make them wait for