Goodbye, Mr. Regret

All they could do was wait-wait for Timothy to come out.

Herbert, worried Jessica might collapse, scooped her up and carried her over to the lounge, gently settling her on a chair.

Sallie didn't like seeing Jessica so close to someone else, but she gritted her teeth and said nothing.

Half an hour crept by. Once Phelps and Naylor had finally recovered a bit, Naylor helped Phelps to the waiting area outside the operating room as well.

No one spoke.

Everyone's thoughts were fixed on Timothy's injuries.

Time stretched endlessly.

To the Lawson family, Timothy was their hope.

And for Jessica, the thought of Timothy in danger was unbearable.

Divorce was divorce, but she'd never wished pain or suffering on him-let alone death.

Especially not now, when he'd gotten hurt saving her and Herbert.

toward them on his bike, her initial reaction had been anger-she thought he

wouldn't stop

hospital that day, too, taking care of

being there having family around lifted a patient's spirits, and this was a chance for

son.

away to visit Henry's

him, the

now, Henry was his blood-his sister's

"Poor kid-so father's in surgery. Two of the relatives@ven

already, and now

busy helping with Naylor and Phelps moments earlier, told him Timothy had been rushed into surgery

a time to

Herbert beside Jessica in the lounge. Jessica was pale, her

in front of her, his voice

Jessica saw Vince, the tears she'd held back for so long

of everyone else, but never with Vince.

"Big brother..."

why Jessica

you about

Jessica sobbed, her voice catching in