Chapter 21

• Slate was seated near Gisele's hospital bed for what felt like an eternity. He didn't mind, it was mostly his fault she was there anyway. 
• He sighed when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He knew instinctively that it was Lizzie. She had been trying to make him go home but he was having none of it.
• "Slate, just go home. I'm here, I'll take care of Gisele but you... you've been her for five days already. Gisele would not like to see you looking this disheveled. You look like a truck ran you over repeatedly", Lizzie said, imploringly.