Goodbye, Mr. Regret

"Aunt Sallie, please come to The Gilded Whisper Estates-save me!"

He needed backup.

At that moment, his thoughts drifted to his mother.

Earlier today, Miss Sheila had helped clear things up for him, so he didn't have to worry about classmates pestering him about his mom anymore.

And now that his mother could speak again-she'd even become the chief judge for the paper-cutting contest. The paper art of the Zimmerman Mansion she made was on display, and loads of kids had gone to see it and were talking about her story.

Even if his mom stood in front of everyone right now, no one would ever look down on her for being mute.

He was her son. Of course his mom wouldn't really abandon him; she loved him so much. If he apologized to her-really apologized-she'd definitely forgive him.

After all, the last time he'd threatened to jump out the window, his mom had rushed back for him.

And whenever his father tried to discipline him, his mom had always stood between them.

So he sent a message to Jessica too.

"Mom, please come back-save me..."

But as soon as he hit send, his phone flashed up an exclamation mark.

Henry's mind went blank.

What he didn't know was that after the last time-when he'd tricked Jessica into coming back by threatening to jump-she'd blocked his number.

He hadn't tried to contact her since. He had no idea that he'd ended up on his mom's blocked list.

His emotions were a tangled mess.

his mom really not want

Aunt Sallie got Henry's message and immediately tried calling

wasn't coming, Aunt

quickly texted

I can't answer your call-Dad's going to hit me. Please

car and sped straight to

just arrived at The Silverthread Eatery. She and Daisy were looking at the paper-cut illustrations, waiting for Carlisle and the

to arrive.

The two of them were laughing and chatting

been a mother, there was a gentle, radiant

gone, and you two get along so well, how would you feel

Uncle Vince, I'd love for Miss Jessy to be my godmother,"

soft and comforting, and was endlessly patient. She just

do you think,

pressed a small hand to Jessica's cheek. "Miss Jessy, will you be my

orphan, too. Jessica

wanted to

were better now, there was no guarantee of a cure. If

end up hurting

the hope in Daisy's eyes made it impossible to

could worry about

when she'd lost

recover, she'd started

doctor who'd spent sev

aphasia, and now, so much sooner than

she was on was helping, at least a

to

what made