The Cherished Wife

"Brandon, stop!" Tania cut him off, her voice tinged with hesitation. "Listen to me. You're not well enough to go to the amusement park.'

"But I wanna go!" Brandon's bottom lip quivered, and his eyes brimmed with tears.

"Why make the kid cry? If he wants to go, we should just go," Peter said, his heart sinking at the sight of Brandon's tears. He walked over and gently took Brandon's hand. "How about I take you tomorrow, champ?"

"Really? Yay!" Brandon's tears vanished, replaced by a beaming smile. "I wanna go with you. You're the best!"

"However, ..." Tania bit her lip, worry creasing her brow. "Brandon, he..."

"Tania, relax. We'll all be there to keep an eye on him," Noelle chimed in, sensing Tania's anxiety. "Is something wrong with Brandon?"

"No, nothing at all!" Tania quickly shook her head, trying to dismiss her concerns. "Weren't we going to go to the mall?"

Noelle replied with a grin. "Peter, my

buckled Brandon into the car seat, making sure he was secure. Noticing Brandon's wide-eyed wonder, he playfully pinched his

shaky. "There are bad guys at the amusement park. They're

at Brandon, he softened a bit. "Don't worry, kiddo. I've got you. No one's

"Mr. Lennon, I've emailed you Trevon's file. He's been globe-trotting for years, with lots of

steering wheel tighter, his gaze

I've got for now. I'm still digging for more, Mr. Lennon. What are your

"Keep digging."

Brookville four years ago, and Tania left Brookville just three years and seven

car, Noelle stood with Tania at the hospital entrance. Tania could not seem to take her eyes off the direction Peter had