I felt tears threatening in my eyes and the only thing that was keeping me in control was Ethan's arms around me as we headed to the airport to catch our flight to Seattle. That and Macey's reassuring weight as he sat on my lap, intently staring out of the window, fascinated.
"Mia...he is going to be fine," Ethan assured. "I called Olivia...she is with your mother. We will reach in quick time,"
"What if he isn't?" I muttered, turning my teary eyes to him and he frowned at me, not understanding. "What if he isn't fine?"
"He have to be. For you...for Mom," He assured, squeezing my shoulder. "Don't think negatively. Think positive, okay? I am sure our prayers and optimism will cure him. Don't go down that lane,"
"Yeah...yeah," I nodded my head. "You are right. I should be positive n
