Chapter 51

Tearing his attention away, Quinn got out of the chair as medical personnel started to filter in, and with one last look at his uncle, he left the room.

He stayed leaning to the wall next to the door to Ian’s door. By the time Karen walked toward him, raised her gaze and spotted him, the nurses and doctors were already gone.

Quinn had just enough time to rush to Karen and catch her as she collapsed.

The drive home took forever. Karen sat in the passenger’s seat, never saying a word during the whole drive.

When he drove into her yard, she turned to look at him.

“Thank you, Quinn.” Her voice was raspy from the crying. “I’ll start the funeral arrangements for hopefully tomorrow. We had a plan with the funeral home and the priest Ian liked the most, so it should be…” The words drifted off mid-sentence as her gaze wandered away from his face.

He knew grief and shock. He reached over to squeeze her fingers. “Do you want me to stay?”