I grab the bag and two stunned girls and pack them in my car and we go to the hospital in silence. I don't know what to say. Ten minutes later I am rushing to his room with the girls.
Grey is awake and talking to Mr. G.
I hug him, so do the girls.
"You are fine! You are fine!" I look at him. He looks fine. I mean not any worse than he was looking earlier. He looks pleasantly surprised to see us, to say the least.
"How? What?" I ask, still shook.
"You both talk. I'll take the girls to the play area. Come Ana, Carol. Let's go play." Mr. G offers his hand to the girls.
The girls just cling onto Grey tighter. I stifle a laugh.
Grey laughs "like hell they'll go anywhere with you G."
G rolls his eyes. "I know, I am not famous with the littles." He chuckles. "I'll send in a nurse."
"No,
