Chapter 6

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Melanie's Point of View

As James, Matthew, Rae, Mae, Lee, and I entered Zach's room I looked at my six kids.

Robert was named after Jack. James was named after Daniel. Matthew after Corbyn. Rae after Michele. Mae after Sage. And Lee after Kora.

"Mom, is dad gonna be okay," Matthew asked.

"I'm positive he'll live," I said.

"But what about Uncle Jack, Daniel, Jonah, and well, Uncle Corbyn," Lee asked.

"They'll all live," I said.

"I feel bad for Claire," Rae said.

"Same," James agreed.

I watched as my husband moved slightly in his sleep, only to realize he wasn't sleeping.

"Hi Mae," Zach said.

"Daddy," the little five year old said.

"Dad," Lee said, hugging her father.

As my kids hugged their dad I sat there, thinking about the Bessons.

"Baby Ruth," Zach said, with a questioning tone in his voice.

"Zach," I said, hugging him.

"How are the others," Zach asked.

"Everyone will make it out within a week. Except for Corbyn. He's in a coma," I siad.

"I'm worried them and their kids," Zach said.

"I'm more worried for their kids than I am Michele and Corbyn," I said.

"Why do you say that," Zach asked.

I looked at my five out six kids dancing around.

"Because Michele isn't going to be able care of six kids, plus the baby she's giving birth too in eight months. And Michele isn't going to survive. I love her with all my heart. But if Corbyn dies, Michele is going to become super depressed," I whispered in his ear.

"That's true," Zach said.

Now we all needed Corbyn to survive.

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