Chapter 29
It was the worst weekend of Jayden’s entire life.
Scott didn’t call on Saturday; ringing him let Jayden listen to voicemail and nothing else. He didn’t dare ring the house, and ringing the hospital just got him a nurse who refused to give any detail whatsoever to a non-family member.
Mum took the day off work; Dad had to go in anyway, but offered Jayden a hug before he went, which he hadn’t done since Jayden was about nine. “It’ll be fine, kid,” he’d said gruffly before letting him go, and Jayden had wanted to cry.
Mum had suggested they go out; Jayden vetoed it, in case Scott called the house again instead of his mobile, and he spent the morning sitting in the kitchen with his study papers for the St. John’s scholarship, desperately trying to remember why any of this was im
