Walking away from Chrsitine's room, Chad felt incredibly heavy. The worry he had been carrying for her health was replaced with intrepidation for her mental well being. She had no idea for the officer came in about the guy who had been hurt. She was going to need him now more than ever, but he wasn't even sure he knew how to get through to her.
Seeing Mrs. Jennings in the waiting area, he paused in his step and looked at her resting with her eyes closed, so frail and alone. He knew that she was going to have as much difficulty with this perhaps even as Christine would. And all they had was each other. Returning to her side, he put his hand on her shoulder.
"How is our girl doing?" She asked, showing that her mind was still very busy despite how quiet she looked. He was always amazed how some people could sit so still and appear so strong in the midst of so much turmoil.
Hesitantly he began to answer her, "I do not think she is doing too well. The officer came by to talk to her and... she is pretty shaken up. I think it would be good for her to rest for a while."
"Oh, Chad. Thank you for being here. Do you think it is ok for me to go in now? I am so anxious to comfort her."
"Honestly, Mrs. Jennings, I do not think it is a good idea. You know how she is... let her come to terms with what they told her so she can talk to you rationally. She hates to be coddled."
"Now what have I told you? Please call me Alice. No need for all that formality amongst family." She paused. "If Christine isn't ready for company right now, why don't you go and take care of your responsibilities. Let me go get some coffee first, though. In fact, why don't you bring Jason over to see her this evening? I am sure that will cheer her up."
"Thanks... Alice. Things with Jason- and his mother- will probably be difficult now, but I agree, it would cheer her up."