Chapter 47
After the nurse left the room, Henry finally let go of Sheila.
“Miss Sheila, I’m sorry. That nurse is actually my classmate’s mom. I didn’t want my classmate to find out about my mom, so I pretended you were my mother. Are you mad at me?“%
Sheila squeezed Henry’s little nose, smiling. “Of course I’m not mad. But, Henry, what you did wasn’t right. No matter what, you shouldn’t turn your back on your own mom. Do you understand?”
Henry pouted, his voice tinged with hunt “She ne
never comes home. She doesn’t cook for me, and now, even though I’m sick, she still doesn’t care… Thinking about Jessica, Henry’s disappointment deepened, a trace of resentment flickering in his chest.
“Henry Timothy’s voice broke the silence
Henry looked up.
said sterly. “You’re her son. You can’t just give up on your mother. You’re still young, but if you start pretending now, that’s a habit you’ll
“Sheila’s right” Timothy sa need to change
thing like this, Timothy hadn’t been so harsh. Back then, he’d said it was normal for a child to
Sheila was momentarily taken aback. Last time Henry had said something care about appearances as he grew up. But now…
Suddenly, Henry burst into tears, feeling utterly wronged.
It’s not fair! She’s the one being unreasonable. She won’t let Miss Sheila stay at our house, she never comes home, she doesn’t cook for me, and even now that I’m sick, she still doesn’t care about me. And now Dad’s mad at me too
Sheila snapped out of her thoughts and hurried to comfort him..
Don’t cry, Henry. Maybe your mom’s just busy right now. Grown–ups have a lot on their plates. Who knows? Maybe you’ll see her tomorrow. 7
When Henry had calmed down a little Sheila glanced at Timothy. He’s still a child, Timothy, If you have to comect him, do it gently. Being this strict will only seare him and make things worse.”
Henry was still sobbing his breath catching in his chest
What parent wouldn’t feel a pang of quilt seeing their child like this?
Timothy realized he might have been too harsh, Kida care about saving face–it’s just how they are. With time, Henry would grow up and come to appreciate everything his mother had done for him
So Timothy held his tongue
Once Henry fell asleep, Sheila carefully tucked him into bed.
Timothy whispered, “You must be exhausted. Let me walk you back to your room so you can rest.“”
“Timothy, when a child has a fever, it can come back in the middle of the night. I’d rather stay here and keep an eye on Henry
“You’re injured too. I look after him. If it gets to be too much, I’ll call you
“Wright. But if you need anything, just let me know.”
Timothy walked Shella back to her room, then returned to Henry’s bedside
In the early hours of the morning. Henry’s fever flared up again. He was burning hot, murmuring incoherently in his sleep
Timothy had no choice but to call the doctor!
Since Henry had only recently had lever medicine, and this was a recurring fever, the doctor recommended trying to bring it down with cool compresses Timothy soaked two towels in cold water using them alternately to lower Henry’s temperature. He used a dry towel to wipe away the sweat that kept breaking out
over Henry’s skin!
He’d never done this before and found himself tumbling awkwardly from one step to the
Henry, lost in feverish dreams, started calling out for his mom
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The mention of Jessica made Timothy’s expression darken. Henry was sick, and she was nowhere to be found. There was a time when even the slightest headache of sniffle would have her in a panic
Frustrated, Timothy stopped out of the room, pulled out his phone, and dialed Jessica’s number.il
Jessica returned to the hotel earlier than planned
