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discharge process took
almost 20 minutes. The most shocking part of it all was that Spencer did not
treat her as just one of his students; he treated her as if she were his good
friend.
    “I can’t thank
you enough,” the tears that now ran down her checks were that of a very
grateful mother. Lizzy could not quite understand why it was that he helped her
out, but she was thankful that he had.
    Although she was
still very upset over the whole situation with Nathan, she was moved by
Spencer’s caring attitude. Perhaps he too was a parent. She’d never heard him
speak of his child or children before; but nonetheless she assumed that he was
able to empathize with her because of his paternal instincts.
    The good rapport
between Spencer and her son seemed to confirm her suspicion about him being a
father. The two spent the entire ride to her apartment chatting about several
things: from bikes, to skate boards, to sports and even video games. Who would
think that an accomplished man like Dr. Spencer spent some of his free time,
playing “World of Warcraft”?
    After a while the
conversation died out and there was silence in the vehicle. They were both so
quiet? Lizzy looked to the back seat, only to find her son slouched in a deep
sleep. One of the side effects of the pain killers no less. Knowing Nathan
well, she suspected that he’d been warding off the drowsiness by talking to
Spencer.
    In that moment,
Lizzy wished she’d been able to find a good man, a positive male figure for her
son. Her greatest fear was that the lack of having a father in his life was
making her son lash out and become aggressive toward others. He was no longer
the little baby she’d held in her arms all those years ago, he was beginning to
grow into a man. She remembered the doctor telling her that Nathan had admitted
to starting the fight with his friend. The doctor had even went further to say
that her son showed signs of poor anger management skills. This was definitely
something she would have to discuss with him and try to help him work it out. A
repeat of this incident was not something she wanted.
    Spencer pulled up
alongside the apartment building where Lizzy lived. He’d never been to this
part of New York, Lizzy was sure. She did appreciate that he didn’t say
anything offensive.
    As they stepped out
of the vehicle she was somewhat relieved to finally be home. Spencer offered to
carry her son upstairs to the apartment for her. A little envious feeling crept
over Lizzy as she secretly wished that it was her in his arms. Pushing the untimely
thought to the back of her mind, she tried to remind herself that her son had
just come home from the hospital and he had to be her only focus.
    “This way,” Lizzy
said as she led Spencer down the narrow hallway in the small apartment, to the
room that her son shared with his sister Molly. Tonight Molly’s bed was empty, her
neighbor Mrs. Lewis had offered to let Molly stay with her for the night after
learning of the accident.
    Lizzy directed
Spencer to her son’s bed and watched as he carefully placed him in bed, and
tucking the sheets beneath the young boy’s body.
    “Can I get you
something to drink, juice, water, tea ?” Lizzy asked with an eager
expression on her face. She was very grateful to Spencer for going out of his
way to help her.
    Spencer shot her
a pensive look, as if he were trying to decide whether he should accept her
offer. “Well maybe some water would be fine.”
    “Sure, be back in
a minute,” Lizzy left him briefly, and returned shortly with a glass of water
in one hand.
    Closing Nathan’s
bedroom door softly, Lizzy and Spencer moved into the quaint little living
room, chatting as they walked. As they spoke, the desire to ask him about his
family grew and she finally asked. Much to her surprise, Spencer informed her
that he didn’t have any children. He went on further to say that he adored
them, but never met someone he was ready to build a family with.
    “Maybe,