"Dad you might think we don't care but we do, when he gets sick it affects all of us, look at what is happening even now."
"Sometimes you all leave me to wonder, how is it, a stranger could see the good qualities in him and you who he did so much for can't even appreciate him.
He has always been there for each of you and the way you all treat him, it bleeds my heart. I don't want to imagine what will happen to him the day I close my eyes."
"Dad, what nonsense you are talking?" Jeff muttered angrily.
"It is not nonsense Jeff, if we didn't meet those fools, Torren won't be blaming himself and we wouldn't have need of calling the Doctor so late."
"Dad tries to understand, maybe by Torren hearing about the children is good.
"I know and understand what you are saying is true but he needs time to come back to his right senses.
He has been so long in the hospital he is still adjusting, and the change of scenery will help but if you all treat him as a lunatic he will remain one, and that is what this family needs to understand."
"Well, dad I just hope it is not going to take another two years for him to realize that the children are his and not Liz.?"
When the Doctor completed his examination with Careen and stitches the wound on her head, hearing him telling Carl, "I need to do an ultrasound to ensure that the baby is okay and an x-ray on her neck."
"Okay Doctor Brian, I will drive behind you."
"Carl, I don't want you moving her. I will call for an ambulance immediately, you just have to give them this report. The medic will know exactly how to move her."
Watching the Doctor leave, Train send Jeff to see what damage was done on the car, seeing Travis was about to leave. "Young man come here, I need to speak with you."
When the house was quiet down I went and take a ride to the ridge, I needed to do some thinking.
Returning I was able to think more rationally and clearly. Setting aside my riding boots and coat, 'I could do with a stiff drink but right now is not the time.
Thank God, Careen is not badly hurt, also Travis and Candis had mended their indifferences.
Torren hasn't awakened yet, and the child has not sent word of her whereabouts.
Jeff on the other hand might be the one to stir up some trouble.'
Standing by the window with a cold glass of freshly squeezed orange juice and my cigar, 'Wondering whose vehicle was that driving up the entrance?'
Whispering a silent prayer "Oh God, I just hope it is the child," but as the car gets closer recognizing the visitors.
Lifting up my hand and praying, "Oh my God, please help me, I don't think I have the strength and charisma to entertain these people right now."
When the knock came, and Jeff calls out, "Dad are you in there?"
"Yes, Son, what is it?"
"Dad, Dalia's parents are here."
Pondering in his heart 'I should have guessed the Wilsons would take the news of Torren and Shawney to them immediately.
Thank God Shawney is not here, it is a blessing in disguise.' Nipping the tip of the cigar, hearing Gretta coughing.
Resting it on top the space saver, "I must get rid of you permanently, "Come to papa my Angel"
"You want a snack?"
Seeing the nodded, "I will get you a tea first, then we will eat a snack, Liz fix Angel tea for me and inform Mrs. Louise we have company and to arrange some refreshment please."
Walking out to the patio with Gretta, "Mr. and Mrs. Collin, this is a surprise, go to grandma honey."
Seeing her hesitation, "It's all right, don't be afraid, " Looking at them "I believe you all need to visit more regularly, our little baby is becoming a very smart girl."
When Liz brought her bottle, "Liz, will you check on Tray and bring him to see his grandparents?"
"Mr. Mac Carty, my brother told me Torren got discharged from the hospital and is looking much better?" Mrs. Collins said.
"I can't complain, he still has his bad days, but God is good, and the treatment is working slowly."
"What do you mean?" Mr. Collins, asks.
"Well, he still goes on his silent mode just like when he was in the hospital, but then you won't know, you never visited him.
I shouldn't complain though, having him home is all I have been praying for and for him to realize that these precious gems are his."
"Mr. Mac Carty we know our daughter death had driven him out of his mind, but we are glad to hear he is fine once more, my brother also told us that you have a house guest, we were hoping to meet her?"
"Why, she had only visited us yesterday and had dinner then we drop her home."
"You mean she isn't here?"
"Mr. Collin, I am afraid so, didn't Paul told you, she was just visiting and we had dinner that's all."
"From the description Paul gives us, we meet a few lovely people while on tour and one fit the description of your guest."
"Well, I am sorry you made a waste run, if I knew you wanted to meet her I would have invited her to stay the night.
Maybe before she returns to Chicago she will pay us a visit again." Resting down Gretta's bottle, "Now Papa will get his little angel a snack?" Calling out to Liz.
"Yes, Sir you call?"
"Take Gretta to the kitchen and give her a snack of her choice."
Noticing she glance at the bottle and smile, seeing the bottle empty, "Yes Sir, I will do that, she deserves a treat."