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 on me for 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.
The cut wasn't deep, and it hardly bled compared to the injuries Everett had seen her endure, but he still applied the antiseptic with great care, asking if it hurt.
Dorothy felt like she was on the edge of a cliff, too resigned to even struggle. Nevertheless, he was desperately calling her back! That made her feel like she couldn't justify it even if she wanted to jump.
...
As night fell, Dorothy took the medication the shrink prescribed and soon felt drowsy.
Everett waited until she was truly asleep before leaving the bedroom.
"Dad, is Mommy's sickness not getting better?" Langston looked troubled when he saw him, hesitantly asking.
Everett ruffled his hair, "Why do you ask?"
"It's just... Mommy feels both close 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 both children were asleep before heading back to the living room.
He glanced at his phone and noticed a missed call.
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