When she awoke again, the suite was eerily quiet. She wondered how much time passed since she overhead Brad speaking with her mother and Jenn. Sitting up in bed, she looked out the glass sliding door into darkness.
A call to the hospital confirmed Tom’s condition remained the same. Her stomach grumbled, but she decided against leaving her quiet bedroom. She wasn’t ready to face her family. Wasn’t sure she could look at her daughter without crying. How could Tom be so selfish? Didn’t he realize this would destroy Jamie?
The bedroom door creaked and Jenn stuck her head in the room. “I thought I heard you moving around in here.”
“What time is it?”
“Six thirty.” Jenn walked across the room and stretched out on Tara’s bed.
“Where’s my Mother and Jamie?”
“They left a few hours ago. She and Jamie made plans to visit a dairy farm and then go for pizza.”
“Why didn’t you go?”
“Let me guess, you were left behind to keep an eye on me.
Jenn touched her nose indicating Tara guessed correctly. “Your hot friend Brad almost received a beating earlier today.”
“Mom found him leaning over you when we returned to the hotel this afternoon.”
“Why was he in my room?” The thought of Brad entering her room while she slept horrified her. “Please tell me he’s not a pervert.”
Jenn laughed. “You were crying in your sleep. Mom found him standing alongside the bed trying to comfort you.”
She put her hand over her face. “This guy must think I’m the biggest freak.”
“I think our mother won that award.” Jenn pressed her lips together. “You kept screaming, ‘why don’t I know them?’ It’s obvious he was comforting you. Rather than question his presence, mom ran across the room and tackled him. Even when he called her by name, she refused to stop throwing punches.”
“Poor Brad. I have to call him.”
“I’m sure having an old lady kick his ass damaged his pride and...