Johnathon POV
The old man looked pale in the bed, while Karen nibbled on her nails looking anxious and Charlotte merely looked bored. One minute he had been lecturing her on her manners and the next he had clutched his chest and fallen, having a heart attack. The doctor bustled around, checking vitals and his heart, while we waited to hear the results of the surgery he had undertaken.
"Your Grandfather is lucky," the doctor said, looking at us all "We thought we were going to have to perform surgery on him, but it appears that isn't the case after all. He's suffered no ill effects from his heart attack which is a miracle in itself."
I exhaled in relief but Charlotte just sighed "I knew the old coot wasn't going to kick the bucket" she grumbled as I stared at her.
"Charlotte" Karen sc
