Dalton had tears in his eyes, his tiny hand pointing toward the bed as if seeking comfort. With an urgency, Margaret pulled Dalton away and said, "Mr. Jardin, please excuse me. I'll take Dalton to rest in the room next door."

Sighing internally, Margaret whisked Dalton away to the room next door. She thought, 'Poor thing. Why did it have to be cancer? She's so young and a nice girl, not even married with children yet.'

Zach held Madelyn's hand against his face, relishing the warmth. He murmure