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Torie picked up her bra and quickly slid into it. By the time she’d pulled her shirt over her head, Monte had snatched the blanket off the ground, tucked it under an arm, picked up the basket and was heading toward the cabin.

“He fell off of his bicycle and hit his head on a tree stump. Cheryl said he lost consciousness and there was a lot of bleeding. The ambulance is taking him to North Shore University Hospital,” Monte said.

He tossed the contents of his arms into the cabin, turned off the lights and shut the door behind him. He quickly locked it, engaged the alarm and strode toward the car, with Torie trotting to keep up with him. They jumped into the car, spitting gravel beneath the wheels as Monte took off with warp speed.

It took them about forty-five minutes to reach the hospital, during which they traveled in relative silence. Torie attempted to reassure Monte, telling him several times how tough kids were and that she was certain that Josiah would be fine. She could tell that Monte was tortured by the distance and time it was taking to get to his son, and she wanted nothing more than to make him feel better. However, she could tell by the grunts he offered in response to her statements of reassurance that he was not in the mood to be comforted.

They pulled into a parking space just outside of the emergency-room department and Monte sprang from the car. Torie followed, uncertain as to whether she should just wait in the car or trail behind him.