They wheeled him away.
Jessica didn’t escape consequences either.
The board launched an internal review that same afternoon. Within days, she was removed from her executive assistant position and reassigned to a basic administrative role far away from the leadership offices.
He would recover.
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Arthur moved quickly after that morning.
Within two weeks, the medical trust was finalized.
Three licensed nurses began rotating shifts at our house.
For the first time since the accident, someone else monitored the boys.
***
One evening, I stood in the kitchen watching one of the nurses help Lucas practice standing exercises.
Someone knocked.
Someone else monitored the boys.
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When I opened the door, it was Arthur.
“You look rested,” he said.
I smiled.
“I slept six hours last night.”
He chuckled.
“That’s a luxury.”
I hesitated before speaking.
“I don’t know how to thank you.”
“You already have.”
He nodded toward the boys.
“Those two are the future of my family.”
“You look rested.”
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A month later, I boarded a train for a quiet spa resort two hours away.
The nurses had everything under control, and Arthur insisted I take a weekend for myself.
As the train pulled away from the station, I leaned back in my seat and closed my eyes.
For the first time in three years, I felt something I had almost forgotten.
Peace.
Then I looked out the train window at the fading sunset and smiled.
Because for the first time in a long time, our future felt hopeful again.
