Francesca was ready to go home and looked refreshed. The middle-aged woman linked her arm with Hannah's. The two laughed quietly as they left the room.

Aspen, Jeffrey and Jacy were waiting for Francesca in the hallway. They all walked down the hall to the main entrance of the hospital.

"Come by the house later, Hannah. I want to see my grandson," Francesca said.

"I will. Maybe this weekend? I'll ask Ashton if he can come."

"I hope he can. I'd like to meet your fiancé."

From another hallway came the sound of hurried footsteps. Hannah turned to see Ashton jogging toward them, waving. Hannah smiled, surprised that Ashton had...