you and am here to help you.”
He watched as her eyes blinked open; she tried to smile but winced at the discomfort from the bandages on her cheeks. He quelled her with: “Don’t try to speak yet. You have been through quite an ordeal, my dear. However, the physicians are impressed with your strength and healing capabilities. You have made your father so happy.”
He reached over to her nightstand and grasped a small chalkboard he had purchased and handed her a piece of chalk. “Write your words down, precious.”
He held the small board for her and watched as she held the chalk and scratched a few words on the opposite side. He flipped it and saw that she had asked, “Where is Tommy? Is he home yet?”
Maurice smiled and gently sat beside her. He spoke softly. “I believe the pain medication has affected your thinking, darling. Your brother is away right now, but we will be reunited with him soon. Our reunion depends on you.”
She tapped the board, and he reversed it for her. She wrote, “Why does it depend on me?”
He smiled. “You need to mend, and unfortunately, I must put you to the test.” He looked deep into her eyes and continued, “You are no longer a child, and you are well aware that each of us has a dark side. You allowed yours to overrun your light side, and this must change.”
She scratched out, “How?”
He chuckled. “That’s what I am here for. I will teach you, just as I taught your brother. Your past disdain for your physician must change, and you must listen to his instructions and take your medicine daily. I am here to make sure that you do. I am also the one you will run to when you feel your dark side rising. I will help you feed it and eventually conquer it.”
She scratched at the board in a rush: “How long do I have? How long will it be until I see Tommy?”
He laughed. “I am pleased you’re anxious, so I will answer you and tell you of the most blessed event our family has had the opportunity of participating in, in a long time.”
She wrote out, “Tell me!” and tapped the board.
He chuckled again and leaned forward. “He is getting married! He is enlarging our family! I received an invitation and a rather lengthy letter from him. I do believe he would like you to be in his wedding party. We have less than three weeks before we leave for New England.”
He watched her eyes widen and her extremities shake in excitement. Her eyes searched her bedchamber, and her expression changed to sadness. He understood and consoled her. “We had to remove most of your décor, dear. You were harming people with it. Do not fret; we will go on a shopping spree before leaving for the big event.”
She scratched out on the board, “New clothes too?”
He tilted his head and narrowed his eyes. “You are abusing your status as my only daughter?”
He heard her giggle as she nodded her head.
He smiled and leaned over for a glass of water with a straw in it. He then opened a medication bottle, took one pill out, glanced at his watch, and said, “Open wide. You need to rest some more. The sooner we begin, the sooner you and I get to see Thomas.” He turned to find her mouth open; he deposited the pill and held the straw for her as she sipped with some visible discomfort. He stayed with her and discussed his company business until he saw her eyes slowly slide shut. She fought it as long as she could, but eventually her breathing was slow and steady. He put the chalkboard back on her nightstand, along with her water, and left her bedroom.
He found Adam by the fireplace in his office. “How goes my security, Adam?”
“Doing great, boss. I took the liberty of visiting the home office and informed Laurence that all new contracts are to be passed by you from now on. No one is to touch them until you’ve read and signed them. I also informed him that he’s no longer allowed to make financial decisions in your stead.”
Maurice patted his shoulder as he passed by to go to his
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