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.

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

wouldn't stop

at the hospital that day,

insisted on being there having family around lifted a patient's

son.

moment, Vince slipped away to visit Henry's room. After all, Henry was his

a few times before; to him, the boy

now, Henry was his blood-his

nurses talking. "Poor kid-so

and now his

busy helping with Naylor and Phelps moments earlier, told him Timothy had

took the stairs two at a time

the lounge. Jessica was pale, her body shivering now

crouched in front of her, his voice soft:

tears she'd held back

but never with Vince.

"Big brother..."

why Jessica was

about

sobbed, her voice catching in her throat,

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