Waylen gripped his phone tightly, affirming his commitment, âIâll be there right away.
â
Placing the phone down, he shifted his gaze towards Rena.
Rena overheard the conversation.
In a gentle tone, she advised, âGo ahead.
Make haste but drive safely.
â
A nervous lump formed in Waylenâs throat, causing his Adamâs apple to bob.
In truth, he deeply desired Renaâs company, wishing to introduce her to his beloved grandmother, Betty.
However, he pondered the possibility that Rena might decline due to the complexities of their relationship.
Even if she agreed to accompany him, she would likely feel embarrassed.
After contemplating for a while, Waylen murmured under his breath, âI might be occupied for some time.
â
Renaâs demeanor softened, indicating her newfound warmth.
When she got out of the car, Waylen suddenly rolled down the window and said to her, âRenaâ¦â
Standing amidst the nocturnal surroundings, she waved him forward, declaring, âGo ahead.
â
Waylenâs gaze lingered on her momentarily before he pressed on the accelerator.
A two-hour journey lay ahead as Waylen drove towards the eastern suburbs.
His grandmother, Betty, who was Korbynâs mother, had been residing there for an extended period due to the favorable air quality and conducive environment for recuperation.
Tonight marked a fateful occurrence, as Bettyâs impending demise loomed.
Delirium had overtaken her since dusk.
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The nurse urgently summoned the family.
Korbyn arrived and comprehended Bettyâs imminent passing, prompting him to summon Bettyâs children and grandchildren, urging them to bid their final farewells.
As the eldest son, Korbyn held a prominent position, while Waylen stood out as the most exceptional member of the younger generation.
Betty held a special fondness for Waylen.
Drawing her last breath, Betty patiently awaited Waylenâs arrival.
Parking the car, Waylen hastened to Bettyâs bedroom.
The entire Fowler family made way for him, granting him access.
Korbyn leaned in close to Bettyâs ear and whispered, âMother, Waylen has returned to see you.
â
Betty teetered on the edge of life.
Yet, upon hearing footsteps, her eyes gradually fluttered open, revealing a glimmer of recognition.
Her gaze exuded a remarkable clarity.
Korbyn recognized this phenomenon as terminal lucidity.
Betty had been waiting all this time for her grandson to return and exchange a few words with himâ¦.
True to form, Betty sat upright.
Waylen swiftly approached, squatting before her, clasping her frail hand and tenderly ki*sing it.
Betty extended her trembling hand to caress his hair.