After giving Harley a hug, and fighting tears, I walked from the hospital to find my Dad waiting for me just as he had promised. Leaning against the walls of the pack hospital, taking the moment to enjoy a chance to relax, basking in the late afternoon sunshine. He must have heard me approaching as his head turned to look at me the moment I moved down the steps, and I watched as his eyes darted across mine, taking in my tear-filled eyes, and his face filled with concern. “Is he okay?”
I assume he had jumped to the conclusion he had passed away or something along those lines with me battling tears. I simply nodded. Not feeling up to elaborating on everything I had just discussed with Harley. It had been difficult enough the first time. I did not need to go over it again with my Dad, becau
