Ace hadn't cried in about nine years but he burst into tears and lunged forward to hug his brother, even if the wheelchair was awkwardly in the way. It took a minute but Drew moved his arm so he was half hugging him back.
He sighed. "I've got you, bud. It's okay."
It was more than okay. This was a miracle! He couldn't believe it. All of this progress just because of some tattoos?
Not just any tattoos. Tattoos Cora had drawn. This was the craziest thing that had ever happened to him and that was really saying something.
"I can't believe it! Does Rosetta know about this?"
