e caller ID displ

hope that she was calling

had a stroke. He' s at St. Catherine' s Hospital.

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didn' t

re," she sai

l of fear for my grandfather and a dawn

ng, a hushed corridor

Robert and Michael, blocked my path. Their fa

led. "You have some nerve

andfather," I said, tr

damage," Uncle Michae

red, his expres

after what you' ve

t know, I

h. He grabbed my shirtf

disgrace to

t connected with my jaw.

back, hitti

ry. My father, my uncles, the men

You' re not welcome here! You' re

uddenly appeared and began to escort me

wave of dizziness hit me, but

ing: Chloe, her face pale, her eyes

ne, my body aching, my mind reeling from the

s was now cement