#Chapter 125: Goodbye for Now

Karl I was sitting in my apartment one night after work, flipping through Netflix with a glass of whiskey in my hand, when my phone buzzed on the coffee table. Picking it up, I let out a soft sigh. It was Marcus, and it was late. It wasn’t like him to call this late at night. We had only just spoken a couple of days ago, at Abby’s clean-up party, too. “Marcus, what’s the matter?” I could hear him sigh through the phone. “Karl, you might have to pack your bags and come home. Sooner rather than later.” I frowned. “Last week you told me things were stable. What changed?” “It’s your brother. The doctor came by. He’s showing signs of improvement, Karl. Doc says it might be just a matter of weeks before he wakes up.” My eyes widened slightly, and I sat up. I knew that he was improving, but I didn’t think it would happen so soon. “Weeks? Are you sure?” “Yes, I asked him twice to confirm. He’s showing responses, moving in his sleep. Vital signs are improving. It’s not cert