Forrest asked, “Has he visited you?” Sylvia nodded, smiling gently. “He’s been here non-stop. But with his age, I worried about his health, so I sent him home. The doctor will check on me later. If everything’s okay, I’ll be discharged tonight.”

“If he ever does you wrong, he’s gonna deal with me.” She chuckled. “Go get some sleep. I’m gonna take a stroll downstairs. Later, I’ll whip up your favorite dish.”

“Make sure someone goes with you.”

Forrest was exhausted. He settled onto Sylvia’s bed and was out like a light in no time. Walking downstairs with her nurse, a sudden tightness gripped Sylvia’s chest, leading to a fierce bout of coughing. She

mention it to my husband or my son; I don’t want

the trash can nearby. Madelyn did not wake up until noon. As she groggily

sheets were a mess, and being the neat freak he is, Zach had replaced them. Madelyn bundled up the dirty ones, ready to trash them, but paused. ‘What if someone notice?’ She did not need

the laundry.” “Just grab what you need. Where are my father and

thought, ‘Why’s she still hung up on that guy? He’s bad news,’ but she held her tongue. “They’re

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