Chapter 33

"How do you plan to handle his request?" Rhys asked. "I'll see him." I pushed the empty bowl aside. "I'll go tomorrow." That afternoon, I went back to the hospital and stayed with my mother all afternoon. She had a bit more energy than the morning. She drank half a bowl of soup and spoke a few words to me. She didn't mention Ophelia, nor did she ask about Gideon. She just held my hand and told me stories from my childhood in fragments. She talked about how I broke my arm climbing the magnolia...