Chapter 29There wasn’t anything to stay at Webber’s for, after that. Sylvia liked them a great deal; but Robert was exhausted, and Matthew was hovering over him like a hen with one chick. Sylvia felt guilty having asked them for help and was failing to hold on to her own emotions with occasional tears seeping out unbidden once again.
The toll it took on both Robert and Matthew was obvious. But she’d known it would be onerous when she accepted their help.
“We’re fine,” Matthew had said, when she had voiced her thanks over the cup of tea he’d produced once they were all a bit less shocked. “Or we will be. Rob says there’s nothing connected or joined to him; he can’t feel your friend. He’s tired, that’s all. He’ll sleep it off and be right as rain in a day or two. Stop fussing, Sylvia.” He
