The Cherished Wife

Henry and Peter moved to the room next door. Henry settled into a chair, while Peter stood awkwardly until Henry waved him down. "Sit, sit!"

"Right." Peter took a seat, his voice urgent. "Dad, we can't put off dealing with mom's illness any longer."

Henry's gaze was piercing as he finally spoke. "Do you think you can get Anna to come back?"

"I'm not one hundred percent sure, but I'd say there's a seventy percent chance."

Nancy was Tania's mother, after all. She would not just stand by and watch her mother's health decline. If anything happened to Nancy, the guilt would haunt Tania forever.

Peter got Tania. She was the kind of girl who seemed to breeze through life, tough as nails and acting like nothing could touch her. However, deep down, her yearning for a real family connection was as real as it got.

Once upon a time, her foster mom and boyfriend betrayed her, and she went all out for payback. However, it was her foster dad, Christian, who helped her let go of the grudge. Christian did a stellar job raising her.

for that big mix-up between them, Tania

matter how much Tania might despise him, she would not let their old mess-up keep her from

sure, but also because she knew Nancy was in good hands

really dropped the ball with her back then. If Anna does show up and she's not into... well, being with you, you

up. If she doesn't

back, that's all that matters!" He could not

"You've probably heard from

be heading back, and

sick!" Peter paused, collecting his thoughts. "If she's somewhere I can

some impression of Peter's third uncle. From what he remembered the uncle was not that much older than Peter. Word had it that backin the

romantic entanglement, after that... Henry's memory was hazy, but he did remember the uncle

some business with the Lennon