"No matter what you say, I want to see what he does."
"Dad, do we have a grudge against Elder Gray?" Alitzel Williams looked utterly bewildered.
Elder Gray's hostility was obvious.
Old Master Lewis laughed and shook his head, "Try imagining how you would feel if the treasure you held in the palm of your hand was let down by someone else's son, who then left pregnant; wouldn't you be upset?"
Alitzel suddenly realized and smacked her thigh, it was related to that little bastard Waylon Lewis again.
"His old man actually cares about Little Hope, he's upset, and that Waylon boy deserves it for what he's done before. It's good to learn a lesson. Let them deal with it."
Alitzel nodded, "You always see things more clearly."
By the time Waylon Lewis arrived at the hospital room, he did not see Hope Williams.