“Hey,” Both Sebastian and Kathrine turned their necks after hearing Anthony's voice. He looked worried, just as they did. Anthony rushed and stood in front of them before going to his knee and hugged his mother by the waist. “How is he, mum?” He asked, laying his head on Kathrine's lap. She sighed, beginning to run her fingers through her son's soft tresses. “He is in surgery, baby.” Kathrine offered softly. “John says, he will do his best.” She chuckled with an apparent uncertainty, making Sebastian lean to her side laying his head on her shoulder, with a deep exhale.
“He will be fine, mum.” If not for the slight tremor in his voice, he would have had a chance of convincing her. But they were all unsure and it was scary. Before anyone could say anything, the priest in the family arrived
