Ladies, unfortunately, my kids got sick over the weekend, all three of them. We did not get to leave for vaccination today because we were all tired from pulling out an all-nighter, watching the kids' temperature. Tomorrow, I may or may not be able to publish a chapter. I will be taking the kids to the doctor. You know how sometimes you wait hours for a doctor, but that's because they are so busy. haha. Please excuse me if I don't update. For sure, on Wednesday, I will update.
[Sometimes, when things don't work out the way you planned, something better is coming. It may be difficult to believe where you stand; often, redirection is a helpful intervention. This is a gift, and I know it. Love and kisses to my girl, Shanty! I'll see you in a week.] Shantelle smiled, reading
"Evan, son. Do we really need to go?" Erick Thompson asked. The Thompsons were in the car, heading their way to the airport. They were flying to Lockwood for the formalities of Evan's recently acquired property. "Of course we do, Erick. Evan wants us to see his plans," Clara said in the car. "
"Mister Thompson, this is for you," a young bald girl walked up to Erick, Evan's father, and gave him a teddy bear. Another young boy, wearing a cannula, breathed deeply as he handed a single flower to Clara Thompson. He said, "For you." "This is Anna. She has leukemia. She is waiting for a bone
He pointed to Wendell, Sean, and Keith, saying, "My friends will be my first business partners in this new venture." "And the hospital?" Clara asked. "I will buy the hospital too. The owner already intended to sell the hospital to the other bidders. If I did not win the bid, this hospital would
Evan, his friends, and his family stayed in Lockwood for two days, finalizing documents. It was on the last day that Evan asked Keith for a favor. In the lobby of the same hotel they were staying, "Evan invited Keith for coffee." As they were drinking their beverages in front of a round table, Ev
"Sorry, Evan. Doctor Scott isn't in Hamlin, either," Evan heard Keith say on the other line, and very quickly, his heart sank. "What about the private investigator you hired? Didn't that come up with any results?" Keith asked. "Who was the PI again? Mr. Ren Austen, yeah - what about him?" "Strang
Over seven years passed. At Warlington Hospital, Operating Room 1. "Scalpel," the woman said in a blue scrub. She had a surgical loupe on as her eyes narrowed at the patient's chest. She cut through the skin without hesitation. Everyone watched and aided the great chief surgeon of Warlington
He shrugged and added, "So I decided to have dinner with you and Lucas first." "Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. Busy Mister CEO," Shantelle remarked with a smirk. "You have got something good going on. I mean, Prima MedCare is expanding in Europe! That is just awesome!" Keith had been running the insurance company