Rock and Water - Chapter 9 - Sex Stories

Rock and Water - Chapter 9

... observation long after the cast on her arm has set. Alex stays with us at the hospital, while Tyson goes by horse to search for the other missing horse, which ended up finding its way home by the time he gets there. Frank and Carrie arrive in a flurry after we were able to reach them. The concern for Addie that I see shining in Carrie’s eyes means the world to me. Frank extends his gratitude to Patrick for his care of Addie. Patrick, for his part, is still looking grim and remaining pretty quiet. I see him watching Addie intently more than once, and can see he is still feeling responsible for her despite the rest of our presence, not to mention the hospital staff. I want to talk to him, but know there will be time for that later and don’t want to leave Addie’s side. By eight o’clock that evening the doctors feel confident that Addie is fine to be discharged from the hospital, but give a long list of symptoms to watch for. As planned, she goes back to London with her father and Carrie. It’s especially hard to say goodbye to her now, but we now plan to go back to London a day prior to our flight to have a little more time together. I know she’ll be in good hands with Frank, and that I’m only an hour away if she needs me. Before they leave, she gingerly hugs Patrick with her good arm, thanking him for all he did. We watch as they drive off, before Alex takes Patrick and I back to the farm. Once we arrive, food takes priority and we share some beers with Tyson and Alex before ...

... turning in. Later, when we’re settled in bed, our naked bodies tangled together, he finally opens up. “I’ve never been so scared in my life, Corrine. When she fell…she looked so small, so helpless. She didn’t answer me! I thought…” He lets out a long breath, then continues. “She finally stirred, after ten seconds or so, but it felt like a lifetime.” He turns towards me, his face ashen. “I don’t think I could handle that ever again. It would kill me. How do you do it, Corrine? How do you deal with the worry, with all the bad shit that can happen in this world to kids?” He pauses, and turns back to look at the ceiling. “Maybe it’s best I never had one…” I roll on top of him, straddling his torso. My heart aches for him. “Patrick, what you’re feeling right now is what every parent feels when their kids have been hurt. It’s horrible…you feel helpless to protect them…but you did. You were there. You handled it perfectly, and we are all so grateful. I have no doubt in my mind about you, and neither does Addie, or Luka, for that matter. You handled a really shitty thing, and you will again, and again, if faced with it.” He lets out a sigh. “Yeah, you’re right. I feel like I’ve been punched in the gut, but I’d do it all over again…for you…for her. Anytime. Any day. You can’t get rid of me that easily.” He pushes himself up onto his elbows, then gently brushes my hair behind my ears. “How are you, Corrine? Are you okay?” “Well, I think today added on a few more grey hairs, but yeah, I’m ...