Chapter 33

Mathias must have spoken to Caryn. He’d signed that message with a heart.

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As the days went on, Cal’s condition improved. He was still having seizures, though, and a neurologist offered the devastating news that they might continue on for the rest of his life, this according to Cal.

“He also said you could just as easily never have another one,” his mother pointed out.

“I’ve had two since he said that.”

I couldn’t blame Cal for seeing the glass as half-empty.

Everyone had left the hospital by then, Ricky for a rehabilitation center, Cal and the girls for home, and the driver of the other car, an older guy who hadn’t seen all the pre-prom anti-drunken-driving films we’d all sat through the Friday before, went off to jail. There was little solace in the fact he would definitely be prosecuted.