The joy of seeing each other, and the entanglement and pain when meeting, is like a tangled mess that can never be unraveled. "I'll go to the hospital later, and when there's no one in the ward, I'll call you. Then, you can speak with Mr. Forest on the phone; perhaps your voice might wake him up," Peter Gingery said. "Anyway, it's a life, we should try. If it still doesn't work, you've done your best, so don't feel pressured. No one from the Forest Family will blame you."
After all, President Forest is an adult. Whatever he does or chooses is his own business.
Jane Sampson's eyes welled up with tears. She nodded gently and responded, "Okay."
It was the first time Jane Sampson realized that she could be such a burden to so many people.
