Chapter Eleven
“I’M so glad you came back.” Janet looked wearier than she had when Adam had been there earlier that day.
“How’s it been here?” Adam and Cheryl stepped inside the narrow, dark entryway. The walls, covered in deep brown wood paneling, felt like they were closing in on them.
“Okay, I guess.” Her voice quivered. “I can’t even begin to tell you how glad I am you’re here.” She looked from Cheryl to Adam. “It’s been so much.” Her voice caught, and she put her hand to her chest.
“How’s Frank doing? Can I take a look at his room?” Cheryl asked.
“Of course.”
Cheryl walked into the room where Frank slept. Even though she always told Adam she didn’t really know what she was doing, she looked so confident in these situations. She stood at Frank’s bedside, looking down at the sleep
