Two hours later, James had finished his IV drip and looked much better-more alert, more himself.

The doctor recommended that he stay at the hospital for observation, but James wouldn't hear of it.

In the end, the doctor wrote him a prescription and told him to stick to light, easily digestible meals for the next few days.

While Briony was waiting at the pharmacy, her phone buzzed. Stewart was calling her.

Three calls came in a row. She didn't answer any of them.

Finally, Stewart sent a text.

**[Irwin misses you.]**

Staring at the message, Briony hesitated for a moment. Then she sighed and called back.

The line was picked up almost instantly, and Irwin's excited little voice piped up, "Mom!"

Briony's voice softened. "Irwin, have you been good?"

"I have! But Mom, you haven't called me in days!" Irwin complained. "You promised—even when you traveled for work, you'd always call or video chat with

me!"

have just been really

Irwin huffed, clearly upset. "You never used to be like this! Even when your work was crazy, you never forgot about me. Do you do you

one thing after another lately, and Briony was barely keeping her head above water. But remembering the

I love you just as much as ever. I just really haven't had a

every day to be with me. Mom, isn't your job as important

her lips together, brow furrowing

didn't understand, but his words still stung. He'd never

her studio, life had been chaos. She was running herself ragged and even

there, but he'd always promised her he'd be good, that he'd listen to his grandmother, and that

now, Irwin

impatient and a little hurt. "Are

a weary sigh. “Be good, okay?

"I just miss your cooking! I haven't had your food in days, and

make you all your favorite dishes. Don't be mad,

to make a lot!" Irwin insisted. "I want

"Deal."

are you coming

for a moment.

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