Chapter 1Shawn
“Please hurry, Daddy! He could die!”
The high-pitched wails of despair originating from the back seat had been assaulting his ears for at least ten minutes, and if Shawn hit one more damn red light he was going to lose what little patience he had left. “Don’t scream, honey. You’ll scare Charlie.” His calm voice belied his own worry, though.
“But he could die,” she insisted. Again.
Please don’t die, he begged silently. God, if Charlie didn’t make it…he didn’t even want to think about the prospect.
“Daddy! It’s green.”
He could almost feel her eyes rolling behind him. Wasn’t six a little young to have that kind of attitude about parents? He sighed deeply as he pressed the gas and finally—finally—turned left onto 75th Street. Their destination finally in sight, the tightn
