Hope shouted for Abby as she rushed out of the room. She didn’t even stop to take the lift and just ran straight up the stairs and all the while she was thinking … Why did mom have to choose today of all days to sleep in her own bed, rather than the sofa in her lab downstairs. She was completely out of breath by the time she made it to Abby’s room. M .. O … M …. Wa … ke … up. Abby woke up in panic listening to Hope’s breathless voice. She quickly turned on the bedside lamp and rushed towards Hope, patting her back as she supported her … led her towards her bed and made her sit down to catch her breath. She offered Hope a glass of water but she tried to push it away as she didn’t want to waste any time relaying the details of her conversation with Sarah. Abby stood firm on Hope catching up

