Before exiting the waiting area at the airport, she called Emmett to inquire about Carlos’ grandfather’s address.

To her surprise, she received an address of a hospital.

“Hospital? Why is he in the hospital? What’s wrong?” she asked in confusion.

At the other end of the line, Emmett paused a little to think.

“Mrs.

Hilton, where are you?” He asked instead of answering her question.

“Has she really gone to New York?’ he thought to himself, a crease on his forehead.

Debbie say, “I’m in New York. I just

cold out here.” What she said was no exaggeration,

climate was welcoming with the soft breeze of

temperature had dropped to several degrees below zero. The young lady did not sound

a bit. He had not expected her to push

have a cup of coffee first. In the meantime, I’LL arrange a car for you right away.” Despite the grave possibility of a divorce, as

was clear to Emmett, and so he

refuse, it was snowing heavily outside and she did not exactly have a better plan in mind. After giving it some careful

Emmett kept true to his word, a car picked Debbie up to drive her to the hospital

eyed the old man lying in bed, with all kinds of tubes and apparatuses

sight of the man’s condition nearly broke

happened?” Debbie asked in a soft whisper, turning to the driver who

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