Chapter 1215 Thanksgiving (III)

• He hadn’t spent much time with the two elders, but he felt their heartbreak deep in his bones. Parents are parents—who doesn’t love their children the same? And as their only daughter, Samantha Wembley first got pregnant before marriage, then suffered a second failed marriage and left for faraway lands. You could imagine the pressure her parents had to carry, the gossip they had to swallow, the pain, and the bleak late years of loneliness with no one to keep them company. Chadwick Fullner wasn’t heartless. He thought about the old couple. He worried whether they were doing okay, whether someone was looking after them. But he didn’t dare think too much, didn’t dare face it. Even if he wanted to visit, he didn’t dare. He was scared of poking his own grief—and worse, theirs—making them hurt all over again.
• But this time, a stubborn voice in Chadwick Fullner’s head kept pushing him: Hey, cheer up a bit, you were going anyway. The holiday was right around the corner; they were elders after all. Even if there was no tie left between them now, dropping by to say hello was the decent thing to do.
• And deep down, a tiny spark flickered to life. It was Thanksgiving—the biggest holiday of the year, except for Christmas—and it carried an even stronger pull for family to reunite. So… would Yasmin Langston—no, Samantha—come back from Europe?