I put the phone away and turned to the housekeeper. "I see. What did the doctor say? Is my dad supposed to stay at the hospital?" "Yes, the doctor suggested that he stay in for three days to run some more tests to make sure everything is fine," the housekeeper answered. "Okay. You go home and pack some clothes for him," I ordered. "Understood, Mrs. Monroe," the housekeeper replied. Once the housekeeper was gone, I opened the hospital room door and went inside. Harrison was still unconscious, an oxygen mask over his face. The soft rise and fall of the mask was the only indication of his breathing. Lyon stood...