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priority now,” he adds. Oh!
    “Oh Coral!” Gladys starts wailing again. Malcolm smiles
tenderly at me then rests his hand on Gladys’s shoulder, she places her other
hand in his and squeezes it tight. I’m so glad they’ve found each other.
    “Are you thirsty darling?” Malcolm asks.
    “A little.” Malcolm stands, pours me a small glass of water
and passes it to me. “Thanks.” I take several sips. “Mom, you shouldn’t be here
you look tired,” I tell her. I don't want her to worry herself to death.
    “I’ll be here whenever I want to be,” she argues. “Besides, I
can’t sleep, so it doesn’t make any difference anyway,” she says, choking up
again.
    “Mom,” I take her hand in mine. “Don’t worry, I’m ok. The
doctor said I’m doing well and Tristan’s here, you know if anything happened
he’d call you straight away,” I tell her.
    “I know,” she squeaks, squeezing my hand in hers. “But
I....” she drifts off.
    “What is it?” I ask.
    “When we came by last night, I...I wanted you to wake up so
I could talk to you and you were just, so still,” she shudders. “Malcolm took
us home and I fell asleep on the sofa...I had this awful nightmare...” She
stifles a couple of sobs back.
    “Oh Mom!” Her face suddenly looks thunderous – Uh oh!
    “Why on earth didn’t you tell anyone what was going on?” She
shouts. I’m about to answer her, but she continues her tirade. “Tristan
explained it all to us, it was very silly of you to not tell anyone what was
going on with that woman!” she spits, her eyes nearly popping out, her
cheeks going from light pink to bright red.
    “Mom, don't say that,” I argue.
    “Why ever not!” She shouts.
    “Darling,” Malcolm softly says. “Don't get upset with Coral,
we’ve talked about this,” he adds.
    “Yes, well...” Gladys huffs, sitting back on the bed. I can
tell she really wants to bollock me and Malcolm has told her she can't. Good!
    “Mom, she was sick, she couldn’t help it. She lost her
husband then her baby. I think that would be enough to push most people over
the edge.” I mumble.
    “Coral!” Gladys bellows, jumping up of the bed again, her
hands flying in the air – Oh no! Now I'm in trouble!
    “She tried to kill you, and Tristan. When I think of
what might have happened...what could have happened?” She screeches then
slaps her hand to her mouth, trying to stifle the sob from escaping her.
    “Mom, I think you should go home,” I say, frowning at the
floor – I don't need reminding that she could have killed Tristan. I don't need
reminding of how scary it all was ...jeez!
    “You want me to leave?” She says, blinking back tears. Now
I feel guilty!
    “No, but you’re getting yourself all worked up. Which is
making me feel anxious, you need to relax, I’m going to be fine. I didn’t know
she had a gun, I wouldn’t have...” I break off thinking about what I’m saying
and I have to question – Would I have still gone to find Tristan knowing she
had a gun? I already know the answer to that one – Yes, without doubt I
would have.
    “Mom, I love Tristan and I would do the same thing again,
even if I knew she had a gun. I’ve never loved anyone like I love him, and I
would give up my life for his, but isn’t that how it’s supposed to be when you
love someone? ” I say.
    Gladys is speechless... well that’s a first!
    “Tristan proposed to me Mom,” Gladys and Malcolm both gasp.
“I said yes. I couldn’t imagine spending the rest of my life with anyone else
but him. He’s everything to me, I love him so much.” Gladys starts crying
again.
    “Congratulations.” Malcolm offers and leans down to kiss me
again.
    “Thanks.” I squeak with tears in my eyes. I guess it’s
official now!
    “You... you really love him that much Coral?” Gladys asks.
    “Yes. I do.” I can see she looks worried and I can
understand her apprehension, Tristan and I have only known each other for three
weeks – well