At 8:50 PM, Claire turned off the lights on time, sending Dean and Linda to bed.
Her heart was in turmoil, worried sick about Adam and Hilary back home. She wished she could grow wings and fly back that instant.
But just as she stepped into the hallway, she ran into Gilbert in a bathrobe.
"Leave a bit later. Move Dean to my bedroom before you go," he instructed.
"Why?" Claire was stunned.
Move Dean to Gilbert's room? Was he really planning to have Dean be a third wheel between him and Emma?
Seeing the suspicion on her face, Gilbert scoffed coldly. "Dean has nightmares. I want to look after him myself. I'm worried that if I move him after you leave, he'll wake up. Just stay a little longer until he's settled."
With that brief explanation, he headed toward Dean's room.
Claire, now understanding his intentions, agreed.
A short while later, Gilbert carried the sleeping Dean into his room.
Claire held Dean's little hand, worried he might wake up.
