He had barely turned around when he saw her slicing her finger with the knife! Dorothy shrunk a bit under his loud voice, looking down, "I'm sorry, I lied. I just couldn't help myself..." Everett tossed the knife aside and pulled her into a tight embrace, gently patting her back to comfort her.

"You haven't done anything wrong. It's onfor raising my voice and for not putting the knife away safely. We'll get through your illness together step by step." "Yeah." She would do her best to cooperate.

After holding her for a while, Everett stood up to grab the first-aid kit to bandage her finger.

cut wasn't deep, and it hardly bled compared to the injuries Everett had seen her endure, but he

was on the edge of a cliff, too resigned to even struggle. Nevertheless, he was desperately calling her back! That made her feel

the medication

was truly

and yet so far away," Langston couldn't quite articulate his feelings, but that's how he felt. "She'll get better. With Dad here, she won't be sick forever." Langston nodded, "Then Abigail and I will be good and not make Mommy mad. Whatever Mommy asks, we'll do." "That's my boy." Everett stayed in the kids' room until

From Quincy.

called back, and

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