He had barely turned around when he saw her slicing her finger with the knife! Dorothy shrunk a bit under his loud voice, looking down, "I'm sorry, I lied. I just couldn't help myself..." Everett tossed the knife aside and pulled her into a tight embrace, gently patting her back to comfort her.

"You haven't done anything wrong. It's onfor raising my voice and for not putting the knife away safely. We'll get through your illness together step by step." "Yeah." She would do her best to cooperate.

After holding her for a while, Everett stood up to grab the first-aid kit to bandage her finger.

The cut wasn't deep, and it hardly bled compared to the injuries Everett had seen her endure, but he still applied the antiseptic with great care, asking if it hurt.

edge of a cliff, too resigned to even struggle. Nevertheless, he was desperately calling her back! That made her

medication the

was truly asleep before

"Why do you ask?" "It's just... Mommy feels both close and yet so far away," Langston couldn't quite articulate his feelings, but that's how he felt. "She'll get better. With Dad here, she won't be sick forever." Langston nodded, "Then Abigail and I will be good and not make Mommy mad. Whatever Mommy asks, we'll do." "That's my boy." Everett stayed in the kids' room until both children were asleep before heading back to the living room. He glanced at his phone and noticed

From Quincy.

back, and Quincy picked up

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