Scars Of A Broken Bond

Eagerly, Sabrina began putting on her shoes, preparing to leave the bedroom.

As Tyrone entered the living area, he spotted Sabrina on the second-floor landing and immediately halted her. “Don’t move!”

He ascended the stairs to scoop her up. As he took in her puffy red eyes and tear-streaked cheeks, a look of concern crossed his face. “Why did you get out of bed?”

“Just a few steps. I’ll be fine.”

“That’s not acceptable.”

Sabrina had no interest in quarreling about this. “Grandpa seemed perfectly fine a few days ago. How did he suddenly…

Tyrone cast his gaze downward and revealed, “When he was last in the hospital, Lynch predicted he only had a maximum of three months left.

running on borrowed

tears trickled down Sabrina’s

Sabrina in the back seat of the car. He caressed her face gently, his thumbs wiping away her tears. “Stop crying. Grandpa wouldn’t want you to be unhappy. His

“Alright… flow.

her

a comforting embrace, gently stroking her back, a soft lullaby of

wheelchair away in the trunk and

headed straight

to the funeral home, arranged meticulously by Larry. He was put into

was underway to adorn the funeral hall