Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Jessica braced herself against the wall, the bowl of water she'd been carrying slipping from her grasp and crashing to the floor, sending water splashing

everywhere.

She looked pale and unsteady.

Timothy hurried over and caught her before she could fall. "Jessy, what's wrong? Are you feeling sick? Let me take you to the hospital."

She tried to shrug him off, but a sharp pain twisted through her abdomen, leaving her too weak to resist.

Vince rushed over, gently prying Timothy's arm away and wrapping his own around Jessica's shoulders.

In a faint voice, Jessica muttered, "Vince, make him leave. I don't want to see him."

Timothy's heart pounded in his chest. "I'm not going anywhere! You're sick, Jessy. Let me take you to see a doctor."

Jessica shot him a cold look. "I don't need your help. Just go."

Even though she was barely holding herself together, her words came out with surprising force.

want anyone to find out about her cancer. His voice was steely as he turned to Timothy. "Didn't you say you were going to change? She doesn't want to see you, and

he finally turned and left the room, his steps heavy with

to the bed next to Daisy's and

medication. I'll be fine once I take it. I just left my bag in Grandpa's room-could you grab it

vigil. When Zachary saw him, he said, "Vince, why don't you take your mother and Jessy home to rest for a while?

go get

He poured her a glass of water and handed

her meds, swallowing them with a sip

home. Are you up for it? If you're not, stay

If she sees me like this, she'll only worry and insist I go to

The test results will come quickly, and once they're in, I'll take you abroad for

to lose her now. No one

told Mrs. Zimmerman that Jessy had already met Daisy and had even taken her as her goddaughter. With Daisy running a fever, Jessy was worried and

so Vince took Mrs. Zimmerman home to

Mrs. Zimmerman out to the