Travis paused just as he was about to feed her the hot soup Lily had brought when a soft knock sounded at the door of her private room.
When Lily had swung by earlier to drop off the stuff Travis asked for, she made sure to bring some homemade soup. She’d told him that sipping on hot broth was the best thing for someone under the weather. Travis had taken that to heart and immediately started feeding it to her while it was still nice and warm.
They both looked up as the door creaked open. Aunt Grace and Catherine’s mother walked in.
Catherine’s jaw dropped. She had no idea how they even knew she was in the hospital since she hadn't breathed a word to anyone.
Travis must have read her mind because he spoke up. "I called them," he told her.
He set the bowl on the nightstand and stepped
