Jack Morgan paced back and forth through his living room. Christmas lights danged off the walls and the room still smelled like pine. Jack's wife had just been transferred to the hospital.
"Jack?" Seven year old Somer asked her step father.
Jack stopped pacing but had his three year old daughter on his hip. "Yes Somer?
"Is mom going to be okay?" Somer walked into to the living room.
"I don't know."
"I LOST MY FATHER AND NOW I'M LOSING MY MOTHER AND THE ONLY PERSON I HAVE IS YOU!" Somer stormed upstairs.
"DON'T BREAK ANYTHING THAT'S NOT YOUR SOMER RENEE!" Jack called up the stairs.
"I WANT MY SISTER! I WANT MY MOM! AND I WANT MY DAD! AND THE LAST THING I NEED IS YOU!!!!!" Somer screamed downstairs before throwing her Christmas present from Jack, which was a glass stature of her family, against the wall. Suddenly the phone started to ring.
Jack picked up the phone. "Hello?" He asked into the phone as he put Amber down.
"Mr. Morgan I'm Dr. Neila from Boston Memorial Hospital. Your wife is in a coma," The person on the other line said. Jack dropped the phone in shock. The phone hung up when it hit the ground. Jack smiled to hide the pain from Reba's daughters.
At the hospital Jaycee looked at her mother,who was hooked up to multiple machines. "Oh Mom!" Jaycee weaped out. She was alone with Reba, no doctors and no nurses just her and her mother. Jaycee looked at her helpless mother. She was dieing to do something, but all she could do was to stare at her. "Mom, Somer needs you! Madeline needs you! Amber needs you! Dawn needs you! And mom I always need you! Please mom be strong don't go!" Jaycee broke down crying. "I really need!"
