Immediately Bruce was on his feet, but I knew that he shouldn't have to go by himself like he did every week. This was different, there was change in Marielle's condition that he may need help dealing with. So, I quickly called Dustin's best friend, Jake's mother who lived on the way to the hospital. She was alright with Dustin coming over for a few hours so I informed Dustin that he would have to stay with Jake while we 'took care of something.'
"I'll drive," I state, knowing full well that he wasn't going to pay attention to the road if he was behind the wheel. He didn't say a word as we got into the car, when we dropped off Dustin, and he didn't speak until we got to the hospital when he muttered a quiet 'thank you,' to me for helping. If I hadn't been pedantic, I would have missed this little thing.