"I hope you wake up soon because Anne worried about you." Edie paused for a moment, trying to understand the meaning of it all. "What your mother did to you was horrible. How many years you've suffered because of her." Upon turning to look at him, there were a few tears in her eyes. "I always thought you were a hateful and vindictive man, but now that I know the truth. Everything I know about you has changed."
Childes' eyes opened, he focused on Edie the best he could, his eyelids never managing to part more than halfway. Then his eyes fluttered closed after a few seconds. Edie never noticed because she turned her head right at that moment when she heard the doctor talking outside the room.
"Anne and Wilson are anxious about you," Edie continued in a low voice.
"And what about you?" Childe cut her off abruptly. His voice was low and weak.
Hearing his voice, Edie was stunned for a second. "You're awake," she said, sounding relieved.
