Dorothy picked up Abigail and Langston from school, immediately checking their foreheads for any signs of fever. Relieved to find them normal, they headed back to their cozy home in Bay Residence. Abigail was thrilled about getting the afternoon off, but Langston seemed a bit off.

On their way home, Langston kept glancing at Dorothy, concern etched on his young face. It wasn't until they were safely inside their home that he tugged at her sleeve and asked, "Mommy, why are you crying?"

Dorothy bent down, brushing her son's cheek with a gentle hand, "I'm not crying, sweetheart. Just got something in my eye.'

Langston frowned, "That excuse is kind of overused."

"Did someone at work make you upset?"

"Of course not!" Dorothy chuckled, trying to keep the mood light. "Your dad is at the company, who would dare upset me?"

Langston nodded, seeming to accept her explanation for now.

teacher call me, though? You

chimed in, "Unwell? I feel great,

until Langston nudged his sister aside and confessed, "We coughed a bit, and the teacher called

fake being sick but didn't inform Abigail, leaving only Langston in

a cold?" Dorothy asked, concern creasing

insisted, dragging his sister back to their room before Dorothy could

off

she could ponder further, her phone rang. It was Karen, with news that her cousin Kenneth had been in an accident and

Without hesitation, Dorothy knew she had

arrived swiftly, Karen's eyes red from crying. The news that Kenneth might have to undergo amputation was a shock to Dorothy. Kenneth was a vibrant soul; the thought of him

with anger and grief. Dorothy tried to calm her, knowing that

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