15: Struck by Lightning“Hey, Dad,” Travis said as he surveyed Smith from the hospital bedside.
Smith squeezed his son’s hand and coughed. “Any news?”
“She thumbed a ride to Hank’s.”
Smith squinted. “In Vegas?”
“Yeah,” Gwen said, coming to stand beside Travis. “Hank called us. She’s safe, but we’ll fly out in the morning to get her.”
Smith nodded. “Tell Hank I said hi and that I’ll come visit him when I’m out of all this.” He motioned to the few wires still connected to his body.
“You’re looking better, Dad.”
“Doctor thinks I might go home day after tomorrow, as long as everything remains status quo. What about the young’ins?”
“Addie and Shaun are staying at your place with Mom.”
“Ahh. Wynn must be over the moon right now, having her two tykes staying with her and me out of the hou
