#Chapter 198 – Home Remedies

When we come back to the house, everyone is on the porch waiting for us. My mother, Emma, and Delia are standing there, the boys in front of them. Huge bright smiles light Alvin and Ian’s faces – they’re so, so excited to see their dad. I can’t help but laugh when I take them in, and Victor works to sit up straighter on his gurney so that he can see over my shoulder. When he sees the boys, his face lights up. Good. I knew that it was the right choice, to bring him home. It will be better here, with the love and support of family to heal him. The doctor had been dour when we had left. He had agreed that moving Victor to the cottage wouldn’t hurt him, but he wasn’t a big believer in home remedies like this. His projection for Victor’s health still hadn’t changed. Little too no hope for a recovery. The words clang through my mind every minute of every day, even when I am asleep. Just too much damage. A miracle. I grit my teeth together as Rafe comes down the front steps of the co