The pat was more like a slap.
Jacob jolted upright, his hand flying to his painful back as he twisted in agony.
"What's with the waterworks, big guy?" Hilaria chided, "You had a good woman for sixteen years and didn't cherish her. Now she's married to Larkin, and you're filled with regret? Sobbing like a baby! Get it together!"
"Grandma... he coughed up blood before, nearly died in the ICU. Please, go easy on him!" Rosalynn reminded her.
Hilaria snorted dismissively.
After his bout of pain, Jacob slumped back down.d2
"Grandma's right," he conceded.
Then he and Hilaria once again delved into a heartfelt conversation.
It was about time for Paige to go to the hospital to be with Granny Owens.
Rosalynn didn't let them drive themselves; she had the chauffeur take the trio to the hospital.
Baillie had been driving them around for the past few days, practically living behind the wheel.
The exhaustion was palpable.
Once they left, Rosalynn returned to the living room. The kids huddled together, engrossed in their own world. Hilaria and Jacob continued their deep talk.
Rosalynn walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window and collapsed into her favorite recliner, signaling to Laura to get her a glass of warm mulled wine.
Before long, Rose joined her.
"Did you enjoy a good meal?" Rosalynn asked gently, glancing at her before returning her gaze to the distant shadowy trees.
"Yeah, your chef makes amazing food," Rose sat down on the bench across from Rosalynn, "Mrs. Tesdal, your home is nothing like I imagined."
"How so?" Rosalynn inquired lazily, gesturing for Laura to serve Rose a glass too.
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