After saying that, William and Mr. White pushed Winter into the room, one on each side.The door closed behind them.Chris stood outside, staring at it. After a moment, he lowered his eyes, then turned and left.Inside the room, William tightened his grip on the wheelchair handles and looked at the back of Winter’s head. She was quiet, and he had no idea what she was thinking.When they reached the bed, he helped her sit down. She leaned weakly against the headboard, then looked up at him.“When I can, I’ll take you to see Richie,” she said. “He’s so sweet. He can already say Mommy. Next time, I’ll teach him to say Uncle William. He’s smart, so I’m sure he’ll pick it up quickly.”Chris hadn’t told her that Richie could actually be seen on the monitor outside the isolation room.If he had, she never would have left. She would not have been able to rest, and her body would not recover.William smiled. “Sounds good. I’ll spoil him like he’s my own. When I’m old, he can take care o
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