Penn nodded his affirmation. "Just like that."
Wayne had taken the kids to the hotel, spinning tale after tale, the kind usually saved for cozy winter nights by the fireplace. Little Ivy, who normally fell asleep the moment her head hit the pillow, was stubbornly fighting off sleep tonight.
After one story, her eyelids had become almost too heavy to lift, but she still insisted, "Tell me another one..." By the end of the eighth story, Ivy couldn't resist the call of sleep any longer.
But Cory was still wide awake.b2
"I'll walk you out," he said, his round eyes misty.
"Alright, buddy," Wayne replied with a nod.
Then they tiptoed from the bedroom, one after the other.
In the suite's living room, Baillie was chatting with Penn. They both looked surprised to see the duo emerge.
"Dr. Lange," Cory approached Penn, "Is my dad getting better now?"
Penn knew that Rosalynn and Wayne's son wasn't quite like other kids, but he hadn't expected such maturity from someone so young.
"Yes, he's improving a lot. Your dad has been very cooperative with the treatment. I believe it won't be long before he can come home," Penn said softly.
"Can you make sure he doesn't get any thinner?" Cory's resolve broke, his voice quivering and tears brimming in his eyes.
Wayne was taken aback. Subconsciously, he touched his own arm, not having noticed any significant changes in himself. His heart nearly shattered.
"Sweetheart, daddy's been gaining a little weight lately, you know. The treatment was tough in the beginning, and that's when I lost a bit more. But I've been getting better slowly. I promise that when dad comes home, he'll be healthy, okay?"
"Okay," Cory nodded, then added, "Thank you."
"You're welcome." Penn's own eyes misted as he affectionately ruffled Cory's hair.
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