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!"

Irwin. Things have just been really busy these past

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

after another lately, and Briony was barely keeping her head above water. But remembering the promises she'd made

just really haven't had a free moment to call

be with me. Mom, isn't your job as important as Dad's? How come you're too busy

her lips

a child and didn't understand, but his words still stung. He'd

was running herself ragged and even fell ill a few times, so she had

good, that he'd listen to his grandmother, and that she

Irwin

came through again, impatient and a little

said, snapping back to the moment with a weary

grumbled. "I just miss your cooking! I haven't had your food in

make you all your favorite dishes. Don't be

make a lot!" Irwin insisted. "I want

"Deal."

when are

moment.

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