Lark was seated next to Ollie and Santiago on the jet heading home to Dallas.
Today was going to be hell. There was no other way to describe what she knew they were all going through. Saying last goodbyes to Nana Prue was going to be devastating. Not knowing what was happening with Gracie every second they were away was making it worse.
She was numb. At this current moment, despite everyone else’s heightened emotions, she was certain her body no longer produced tears. Watching the medical staff load Max into a chopper on the roof of the hospital, she’d felt cold when she’d been unable to sympathize with his complaints and barely grazed his cheek in a goodbye peck. When her mother kissed Gracie’s forehead and told her softly, they would be back soon, she could have been watching stranger
