Goodbye, Mr. Regret

As soon as the elevator doors slid open, they came face-to-face with the entire Lawson family.

The Lawsons stared, wide-eyed, at the scene before them-Herbert was carrying Jessica on his back.

Phelps blurted out, voice sharp with accusation, “Jessy, I know you're divorcing Timothy, but you're still married for another week. How could you be clinging to another man like this?"

"Exactly! That sort of behavior just isn't right," Naylor chimed in stiffly.

Herbert's temper snapped. "Will you get out of the elevator already? We need to get upstairs! Timothy's gone ahead for emergency treatment, and Jessy almost passed out from the sight of his injury-I'm just helping her. You all know exactly what kind of person she is; she's been part of your family for seven years. What are you even accusing her of?"

Phelps and Naylor immediately faltered, their indignation turning to panic.

"Timothy's hurt? What happened to Timothy?"

"Come on, get inside!" Phelps grabbed Herbert and pulled him into the elevator.

The surgery wing was on the third floor. When the doors opened again, Herbert hurried down the hall with Jessica still on his back.

The Lawsons rushed after them in a panic.

They'd barely arrived at the surgical ward when the doors to the operating room swung open.

here?"

Naylor surged forward, Nola Lawson

were Timothy's immediate family-here today

Form," the nurse said, holding out a clipboard. Phelps and Naylor took one look at the words and immediately fainted dead away. Herbert had just set Jessica down, but

help, frantic. The hospital staff rushed in to

nurse turned to Nola. "What's your relation to

"I'm his sister."

need

I can't sign

the other family members are unconscious. Only you can

Jessica. "Let her sign-she's

unconscious or if her older sister returned, she'd be

the clipboard in front of Jessica. "Since you're the patient's wife, please

stared at the words "Emergency Consent" in bold print. Her vision

there

don't know,"

ret

right now Every

everything they can."