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“She was dying, Parker. So, if the tree hadn’t killed her, she would have died anyway.”

Parker closed his eyes, “She never said anything. I didn’t know.”

“She said that in the letter. That you didn’t know.” Delilah took a deep breath, she was ready to tell him how she felt, but they were interrupted by the doctor.

“Well, I’m glad to see you awake.” The doctor pushed into the room. “You gave everyone a scare, Mr. Masters. Let’s have a look shall we.” The doctor began checking him over, “Well, you look good considering. Your CT scan was normal, so I am pretty sure tomorrow we can probably let you leave. Baring you have someone at home to help you around. You will have limited range of motion, obviously with that huge cast.”

“He’ll stay with me.” Delilah smiled, “I’ll make sure everything is taken care of… How long will he be immobile?”

“About 6 weeks, give or take. We’ll schedule him for a post op appointment with the ortho in two weeks. They’ll have a better time frame and how much rehab he’s going to need.”

“Ok. Thanks, doctor.”

Parker smiled at Delilah, his grin filling his face, “So you want to be my nurse maid?”

“I owe you. You’ve done so much for me.”

“Is that all this is? You owe me?”

“Let’s just get you better…ok?” Delilah smiled.

“What were you going to say… before the doctor came in?”

“What? I told you the letter.”

“Delilah.” Parkers voice was filled with warning, “I know there was something else.” He yawned, fighting through the drug haze.

“Parker, it can wait. Get some rest. We will have all the time in the world to talk. OK? Let me talk with Hank, make plans to get you home. I promise, I’ll make time and we will have a much-needed conversation.”

“Fine…” he slurred, the pain medication kicking in and sending him to sleepy town.

Delilah couldn’t stop looking at him. Her heart filled and expanded with so much emotion. This man had shattered the barrier she’d erected around her heart after John destroyed her and the loss of her grandmother nearly broke her.

She stepped from the room to call Hank. She needed his help to get the house in order and prepare for his arrival. Delilah would also need Hank’s help getting him there. After she made the arrangements she slipped back into the room and began getting his things together. She wanted to be ready to go when they gave the all clear. As she was gathering some items on his nightstand, she noticed the last of the letters. She picked it up and slipped it into her pocket. While she was eager to read it, she wanted to get some air first.