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.

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

Kenneth played a big part too. Most of the time, I was just obsessed with making more money, hiring people to

owed it

influence, they might have ended up harboring a lot of

the parent they don't live with, influenced by the bitterness of the custodial

light would have made it nearly impossible for Everett to mend the relationship with his kids.

no reason to fill their heads with hate. Besides, none of this

intended to blame Everett. She knew well how good

about who truly cares for them. Abigail and Langston accepted you

time for the kids. He'd rush

dedication from their father made it no surprise that Abigail and Langston

I've done enough. There's so much more I wish I could

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