"Yes, dear." Avery sighs. He really wanted to get to that lockbox today, but if they were going to the hospital, then that might have to wait. Besides, once Sydney could see that he was going to be okay, she'd probably relax.
"I love you, too, Sydney. We'll go to the hospital and then we'll get dinner. How does that sound? We'll hit the post office in the morning." Avery says.
Pause.
"Do I really look that bad?" he asks.
(Read comments)
Post a comment in response:
scribbld is part of the horse.13 network
Design by Jimmy B.
Logo created by 
hitsuzen.
Scribbld System Status
