#Chapter 227: A Family Reunited

I pace back and forth the length of the waiting room, my anxious nerves making it impossible to sit still. Archer, Beau, and Steven are in other areas of the room. Archer is standing near the hallway to the operating rooms. He has his arms crossed, and is still as a statue. I’m certain he’s not going to move until he receives news of Neil’s condition. Beau alternates from sitting in one of the chairs to standing to sitting again, like he can’t make up his mind. Or maybe he can’t get comfortable. I don’t blame him. It’s likely the same nerves that I have that keep him from staying still for too long. Steven sits in a chair, though he’s resting on the edge of it. He can’t be comfortable like that. He has his tablet open and he’s scrolling through some text-based website or pdf. Research, most likely. Probably something related to silver poisoning. It’s strange, to be in the same room as the brothers, and yet to feel as if a tall wall has gone up between us. I suppose everyone handle