Everett was sweating bullets, chasing his tail around more than Langston needed to utter a single word to be effective.

But thankfully, Abigail had stopped crying.

Dorothy nudged Everett and shot him a knowing look.

They left the hospital room, one after the other, and sat down on a bench in the corridor outside.

"Let the siblings sort it out themselves," she said.

Everett nodded, draping an arm around Dorothy's shoulders. "You've really done a fantastic job with both Abigail and Langston," he acknowledged.

Even in his absence, the siblings had turned out pretty great. Abigail, though a bit of a crybaby, had a heart of gold and was as pure as they come. Langston, on the other hand, might have been a bit aloof, his mind always on his computer, but he was mature for his age, had a strong moral compass, and knew right from wrong.

the so-called "deadbeat dad," but quickly pulled back when

played a big part too.

always felt she owed

they might have

despise the parent they don't

in a negative light would have made it nearly impossible for Everett to mend the relationship with his kids. Dorothy patted his hand, offering

their heads with hate. Besides,

never intended to blame Everett. She knew well how good he had been to

They're very perceptive about who truly cares for them. Abigail and Langston

schedule, Everett always made time for the kids. He'd rush home to tuck them into bed, ensuring they were well-fed

from their father made it no surprise that

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