Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Timothy arched an eyebrow, staring irritably at the razor in his hand.

"Whatever. I'll just make do."

After Henry got up, father and son sat down together for breakfast.

Henry had barely tasted his chicken noodle soup before he grimaced and called out, "Mom, did you put too much salt in this?"

No answer.

He tried again, a little louder. "Mom?"

Timothy replied calmly, "Stop calling, your mom isn't home."

Immediately, Henry tapped at his smartwatch, trying to call Jessica, but her phone was switched off.

Lowering his voice, Henry said, "Dad, do you think Mom's upset and ran away?"

"She didn't."

With both him and their son at home, Timothy was certain Jessica wouldn't just leave.

"Good. I still think Mom's breakfasts taste better, though."

Neither of them really enjoyed the meal that morning; it just didn't compare to what they were used to.

"Dad, last night Mom made Miss Sheila so mad she left. Is she coming to see me today?"

"She twisted her ankle and is in the hospital. She probably won't be able to visit today."

That must really hurt. Dad, can you call school for me? I want to go visit

was firm.

push further, and mumbled, "Can I go see Miss Sheila after

"That's fine."

chair, ran over, and flung his arms around Timothy, standing on tiptoe to plant a kiss on his father's

me up early, okay? So we

hair and stood up, personally

Normally, Mrs. Williams took care of the room herself, so it was already spotless. Mabel couldn't understand why Mr. Williams had specifically asked her to

opened the window to let

immaculate, she still methodically wiped down

wind

diagnosis letter was pushed even further out of

before, Jessica had returned to

the house, the sun was already

turned off her phone, wanting nothing

just the relief of having nothing to worry about

switched her phone back

nonstop with text and

her texts first—several missed calls, some

Mabel was

past, she'd have called back

she just let it

had transferred her two

her out of the way again. She opened her messaging

the morning, one from a couple hours

to try The Silverthread Eatery? Dinner at 7

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