Chapter 88

Derrick waved at her. Louisa ran over happily. "Are you here to spend Thanksgiving with me?" Derrick gently squeezed her small hand and glanced at Melanie. "We'll have to see if your mom will let you come home with me for the holiday." At that moment, the parents of the boy in the next bed walked by, casting curious glances at Derrick and Melanie. The man said, "Poor Mr. Quinton. All he wants is to spend Thanksgiving with his wife and child, and he has to beg his wife just to go home." The woman added, "Yeah, Ms. York must really dislike him. I feel sorry for him." Melanie said nothing. Louisa looked up at her pleadingly. "Mom, can’t we go together?" Melanie felt a sharp pang in her chest. She could never make up for the lack of family Louisa had endured. Her mind told her not to go, yet seeing that small, hopeful face made her hesitate. She finally nodded. She helped Louisa change clothes and handed her some medicine, then went home with Derrick. Louisa was completely at eas