Lifting her gaze to Tyrone, she added, “You should get your treatment.”

Tyrone remained motionless, lost in thought.

The nurse entered, infusion bottle and a sterilized needle in tow. She cast a quick glance at him, querying, “Would you prefer the sofa or the bed?”

Tyrone turned around and sat back on the sofa. “Here.”

“Alright then.”

With practiced ease, the nurse attached the infusion and inserted the needle into Tyrone’s vein.

departed, she gently

Jennie’s small backpack, making sure to include her cherished paints, sketchbooks,

pulled out the art supplies from the backpack, and she and Jennie began

notification of

it to see a message from

the suppliers and the Faulkner family

reached out to was

wasn’t

involved, Damon had acted

host a dinner

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