CHAPTER FOURTEEN
When Landon’s return flight landed at ten p.m., his first and only thought was getting to Lizzie. He dialed her number as he left the airport.
“I’m in the car, on my way to you,” he said as soon as she answered. “How’s he doing?”
Lizzie sighed. “Nothing’s changed since this morning.”
“Hang in there, honey, I’ll be there in about a half hour. Okay?”
He could hear the raw emotion in her voice as she whispered, “Okay, see you in a bit.” As the call disconnected, he pressed the gas pedal even harder.
When he arrived, he paused in the doorway to just watch her for a moment. Lizzie looked exhausted and weighted down with worry, head in her hands, seated next to her father’s hospital bed. The only sounds in the room were the occasional chirp of the monitors and the rhythmic
