---POV Johnson---
I wanted to have them together. I wanted to have two daughters instead of one. We have the means for both of them, especially since one is already married. But after what I saw in that room, I don’t think that would be possible. I looked down at my wife and the tears welled in my eyes, but I made sure they didn’t fall. I was to blame for this, I shouldn’t have the right to wallow in my self-pity. She smiled softly and rested her hand on mine. “It’s okay. The doctors said I’ll be out in a few days. Maybe less. Don’t you worry about me. I’m a fighter.” She cooed softly.
“Oh, that’s not a shock to anyone.” Dan added, patting his mom’s leg.
“Where is –” Crystal started, but Joey jumped in.
“She’s right here mom. We thought you might want to see her.
