It was a cool morning at school; Lyon was playing army with Mackenzie, Rusty, and Jack. They were behind the bushes near the forest. The four boys were pretending as soldiers in the army with Rusty being the leader. Lyon was wearing the army cadet hat given by Rusty from his birthday, while Mackenzie wore a cameo beanie, Jack wearing an army cap, and Rusty wearing his sergeant hat. "Attention! Quick march," commanded Rusty.
"Yes sir," said the three in unison marching forward.
"Give me ten push-ups," said Rusty. The three did as they were told and did some push-ups.
"Alright, now give me ten jumping jacks," added Rusty in a commanding tone. The three did jumping jacks as they were told. "Okay, today's mission is a confidential reconnaissance. We must gather information in the field on what the enemy is plotting," said Rusty while pointing to a hill with two trees crossed together. "I need two soldiers to come with me to the enemy's base while one stays here for sentry duty."
"I can do it Sergeant Kelpie," volunteered Jack. "I'll make sure no one passes through our defenses."
"Very well. Private Russell will be on sentry duty. Private Heeler and Private Border Collie, you two will cover me while we're on the lookout at the enemy's base camp," he said pointing out at Lyon and Mackenzie. "Yes sir," said the two saluting to Rusty. The three left their bush fort with Jack keeping watch for any trespassers. Rusty, Mackenzie, and Lyon were scouting for any information on the way to their destination. They wore their backpacks behind their backs to play the part as soldiers on a mission. When they approached the tall grassy area, Rusty pointed down to Mackenzie and Lyon to duck down as a hand signal. The three crawled through the tall grass, and slowly crept through the surrounding environment to blend in. "Keep your eyes out for any potential danger. You never know what might be lurking," warned Rusty. "Understood," said Lyon. The boys were cautious as they kept crawling through the grassy field.
Once they passed through the tall grass, they scurried towards a huge rock, and hid behind it. There they saw a bridge over the narrow ditch; "Looks like this leads to the enemy's territory. We got to be extremely cautious, or we'll get caught," added Rusty. "Sarge, look," said Lyon pointing out to a group of children playing. "There are the enemy's soldiers there. We can't go that way," said Mackenzie.
"Right. We should find an alternative route that leads to the base camp," said Rusty while using the follow me hand signal. They went around the bridge and slid down through the small ditch. The trio ventured through the narrow ditch and climbed their way out. Rusty climbed up first and reached out for his fellow comrade's paws to pull them out of the ditch. They were almost there to the hill with the criss crossed trees. They made their way on the sloped hill. "How are you two holding up," asked Rusty. "Still in one piece, sarge," stated Mackenzie. "Private Heeler?"
"Still here, and kicking, sarge," said Lyon to Rusty. "I hope Private Russell is safe at base camp."
"Don't worry. He's very good at sentry duty," added Rusty. Finally, the three made it to the hill. They hid behind a bush and watched from afar. What was in the criss cross tree hill were the Terriers pretending to act like Romans with their wooden swords and shields. They were swinging swords and parrying with their shields. The trio silently observed the triplets with keen eyes.
"What do you think the enemy is plotting," whispered Lyon.
"I'm not sure, but it looks like they're sparring," said Rusty.
"Maybe they're preparing to invade base camp," suggested Mackenzie.
"Keep your voices down," chided Rusty with a low voice. "We can't let them hear us."
"Hey, did you hear something," asked the dark one.
"It sounded like someone is whispering," added the dark grey one.
"Do you think we're being spied on," inquired the white one. The white terrier twin observed the bush where Rusty, Mackenzie, and Lyon are hiding. The terrier slowly approached the bush to notice some eyes behind the bush. "Ah, we've been spotted," said Rusty. "Invaders," shouted the white terrier.
"Retreat," commanded Rusty. The three sprinted back down the hill with the terriers following them behind. They ran as fast as they could and ducked down to the ditch. There they laid low with the terriers scouting for them.
"They can't have run far," said the dark one. "Be on the lookout. They could be anywhere."
Lyon felt sweat through his fur. He was worried they would be caught. "Let's split up, and search for them," suggested the white terrier. The three brothers agreed and spread out in pursuit.
"Looks like they're gone for now, but we should probably call for a dust off," said Rusty.
"I agree," agreed Mackenzie.
"We should probably look at the map, and let them know where we're at," said Lyon. Suddenly, he coughed a bit, and cleared his throat. "Are you alright," asked Mackenzie. Lyon held his paw through his chest; it felt a strange tightness. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just a cough," said Lyon. "Okay," said Mackenzie with a somewhat concerned look. Rusty took out his map from his backpack. He examined the map; it appeared to be a hand drawn map of the school's field. His map also had small coordinates with numbers and letters next to each other. "Okay, so we're here in Hole Five. We just got back from Hill Nine, which is the enemy's base. To secure a safe point, we should head towards Hill Three to call for the dust off."
"But would it be risky to be in a group? The Terriers have split up," asked Lyon.
"Private Heeler may have a point Sargent Kelpie. We should spread out to avoid any attention from the three of them, and meet up at Hill Three," said Mackenzie.
"Good idea. We should split up for now and find our own routes to make it to Hill Three," added Rusty. The three boys went their separate ways to different paths; Rusty took north, Mackenzie went west, and Lyon passed through east. Lyon went through the bamboo forests to avoid attention from one of the terrier brothers. The light grey one was scouting the area to find Lyon. Lyon moved stealthily along each bamboo tree until he accidentally stepped on a twig. The light grey terrier heard it and turned around. "Aha! There you are," he said. Lyon then scurried away from the bamboo forest and ran through the tall grassy field once more to outrun the light grey terrier.
He ducked down below the grass and stayed there until the terrier lost sight of him. "I know you're in here," said the light grey terrier with his wooden sword readied. The wolf dog crawled with haste to make his way to the destination Rusty mentioned. Once he got out of the grassy field, he let out a sigh of relief to know he lost one of the terrier brothers. However, he felt another chest tightness through him. He closed his eyes and let out a cough. His paws touched his knees below to catch his breath from the running. "Why am I so exhausted," he said and coughed at the same time.
Lyon then jogged to the destination; the location was a sole tree on top of the hill. He saw his friends waiting for him and ran up to the hill. Once he reached the hill, he saw Mackenzie, Rusty, and Jack waiting for him. "What took you so long, Private Heeler," asked Rusty.
"Sorry sarge, I was caught off guard in the bamboo forest by the light grey terrier brother. I ran towards the grassy patch field, and managed to escape, but I had to rest for a moment to catch my breath," said Lyon still bending down to his knees, and coughing at the same time. The three boys then knew something off about their friend. He seems to lose his breath so easily and coughing more. "Are you sure you're alright, Lyon," inquired Mackenzie now, even showing more worry. "Truly, I am alright guys. Just tired from all that running," insisted Lyon.
"Okay…just make sure you know you're okay," said Mackenzie.
"Private Russell made it to pick us up from the chopper," said Rusty.
"Right, let's fly back to base camp," said Jack. All four of them ran to the tree house that is their make-believe chopper. While the four were sprinting, Lyon seemed to be the last one behind, slowing down suddenly. "Wait up…guys…I'm falling behind," he yelled, and wheezed at the same time. But they left behind Lyon not knowing he was slowing down. While the three made it, they didn't realize they left their comrade behind. Rusty notices the lack of Lyon's presence. "Wait, where's Private Heeler," asked Rusty with a shocked expression.
"Oh no, we lost him," said Jack in horror.
"Wait, I think he's down there," pointed out Mackenzie at the lowest elevation of the hill. They saw Lyon coughing so much, he stopped running. They were in shock to see him coughing and wheezing so violently. "This is not good," added Mackenzie. They rushed down to the hill to check up on their friend.
"Lyon, are you alright, mate," asked Rusty worriedly.
"I'm fine…I just need…water," coughed Lyon. They took notice Lyon in a weakened state as he knelt to the ground, unable to stand. The students noticed the wolf dog coughing so violently and circled around him with concern. "What's going on," shouted a familiar voice. Bluey came out of the crowd to see her cousin in pain. "Oh my gosh, Lyon! What's happening," she asked in a frantic voice. Lyon could barely make out any words. He coughed so much it was difficult to communicate back. "I'll go get Calypso," said Indy. "Don't worry, I'll be right back!" The Afghan Hound girl raced towards the teacher at the school building. "Calypso, something is terribly wrong with Lyon," she said.
"Oh dear, lead the way Indy," said Calypso in a calm and serious voice.
Bluey knelt to Lyon who was lying down and coughing. "Lyon, can you speak? Please tell me what's going on," insisted Bluey with tears in her eyes. He still couldn't make a full sentence, but with words. "Water…need…..water," said the wolf dog while wheezing violently. Rusty went through his backpack and got bottled water. "Here's some water," said Rusty while trembling the bottle. Mackenzie couldn't help but helplessly watch his friend's trouble breathing. Even Jack stood there frozen in fear.
Calypso made it to see one of her students in a breathless state. "Lyon, honey, are you alright," she asked. Lyon shook his head no, knowing it was obvious he was not alright. The teacher reached out for Lyon's paw, and he grabbed her paw to sit up, but he was still having difficulty breathing. The students were all afraid of Lyon's current state. But out of all of them, Bluey was deeply horrified to see Lyon coughing so hard. "Don't worry Lyon. I know just what to do," said Calypso reaching out to her phone and dialed the emergency phone number.
"Hello, we need an ambulance to come right away. One of my students is coughing so much he's having trouble breathing and talking. Please, send someone to Glasshouse Primary School," said Calypso in a serious tone. "Okay, I'll try to do that until someone shows up," she said. "Lyon, can you sit up," asked Calypso. Lyon simply nodded yes, still unable to say a full sentence. "Okay, try to sit up, and do not lie down on the ground. Help is on the way," said Calypso. She then turned to both Rusty and Mackenzie. "Rusty, Mackenzie," she said.
"Did we do something wrong," sniffed Mackenzie.
"No, of course not. Things happen, and this is one of them. But right now, I need you two to be brave to help Lyon. Can you go inside and grab a chair?"
The boys firmly nodded their heads without hesitation and hurried back to the classroom for the chair. They placed the chair in the center next to Lyon, and Calypso instructed him to sit in the chair until the paramedics arrived. "Okay, Lyon. Just take deep breaths while sitting up. Do this until help arrives," instructed Calypso. Lyon nodded while still coughing and wheezing. The rest of the children stood there with tense faces. Bluey can't help but let out tears, hoping help will arrive as soon as possible.
Finally, two paramedic workers, a golden retriever, and a Bernese Mountain Dog in aqua uniforms, came with a stretcher bed. One of them had a small nebulizer machine with it to place it over Lyon's muzzle. "We'll take over, ma'am," said the golden retriever medic. "Which hospital are you taking him? I need to let his guardian know about this," said Calypso.
"We will head to the hospital near Sunshine Coast. May I have the name of his guardian," asked the Bernese.
"It's Radley Heeler. I'll make sure to let him know about his son's location," added Calypso.
The medic closed the door where Lyon was lying inside and drove away with their sirens on. The rest of the children huddled around worrying about their friend. Calypso dialed Rad's phone number to let him know about the situation.
Meanwhile, in the outer river suburbs of Lytton, Rad was aiding with the preventive maintenance of the equipment. He then heard his phone ringing and answered it. "Radley Heeler speaking," he said.
"Hello Mr. Heeler, this is Calypso from Lyon's school. I'm calling to inform you about your son," said Calypso.
"Yes, what about him," asked Rad all concerned.
"Your son was coughing and wheezing during this morning's playtime. He was having trouble breathing and making out sentences. It was at that moment when the situation was dire, I called the paramedics to take him to the hospital right away," informed Calpyso.
Rad felt a sense of dread and panic to hear those words coming from Calypso. "Which hospital was he taken to," he asked with great worry.
"The paramedics said it's at the Sunshine Coast. I'm going to send you the address," she said.
"Yes, please do. I'll be on my way," said Rad. He was dead serious about heading to the hospital. "Thank you for letting me know. You don't know how worried I am."
"There's no need for thanks. I'm simply doing my job to keep the students safe," said Calypso with modesty. Rad hung about and went to inform his supervisor for an early dismissal to see his son, and he drove away from his job site with haste. "Crud, why now," cursed Rad while banging his dashboard. He was anxious to know his son was in the hospital for an unknown health reason.
Back at the school, Calypso was in the classroom with the rest of the students chatting about this morning's turn of events. She tried to calm them down by assuring them everything will be fine. "Class, I know this is troublesome, but we must remain calm. The doctors will be able to find out what's going on with Lyon."
"It was my fault. I knew we shouldn't have run," said Rusty, blaming himself. Jack consoled his best friend who was tearing up. "That is not true, Rusty. You didn't have any responsibility for this. We still don't know what's the cause, but I promise you were not the cause."
"Did the dogs from the ambo say the reason why he was coughing so much," asked Bluey.
"They're not sure yet, but it may have been the cool air that may have contributed to Lyon's breathing or some sort of pollen in the air," informed Calypso.
"Oh," said Bluey sadly.
"What can we do right now," asked Mackenzie.
"All we can do is wait and hear from the doctors about Lyon. Let's hope he receives a speedy recovery," said Calypso. Mackenzie looked down all sad. He couldn't believe his best friend was in the hospital. The rest of the class resumed with their normal school activities except for Bluey and Mackenzie. They were still thinking about this morning's incident. They were sitting alone at the table, and Calypso took notice of their isolation.
"Is everything alright you two," she asked.
"No, we're worried about Lyon," said Bluey.
"I hope he's going to be alright," added Mackenzie. Calypso understood their concerns; they're very close towards Lyon the most. "I know it's difficult clearing your mind from him. I'm worried as well."
"We just want to see him right now," added Bluey.
Calypso thought for a moment to think of a way to reassure her students that everything is okay, and then came up with an idea. "Why don't you make a get well soon card for Lyon? It'll take your mind off things while we wait to hear from him," suggested Calypso handing out some paper and coloring pencils. Although the two still wanted to see their friend badly, they thought making cards for him would keep them occupied for now. "Oh, alright," added Bluey with a weak smile.
"We could ask everyone to make a card for Lyon," added Mackenzie.
"That is a wonderful idea," said Calypso. "I'll get some extra paper and colors. Let the rest of the class know about this." Mackenzie then went to tell everyone about their project by making get well cards for Lyon. The rest of the class participated in creating get well cards for Lyon. Bluey drew Lyon with some flowers around him. Despite her effort in making a great card, she still can't stop thinking about her cousin.
In a hospital at Sunshine Coast, Rad drove by the hospital's parking garage. He entered through the garage gate and found a spot closer to the hospital's doors. He went inside the front desk to let one of the hospital workers know he had arrived. "Name please," asked the receptionist. "Radley Heeler, I'm here to see my son, Lyon Heeler," stated Rad. She looked through her computer and found the name. "Your son is on the fifth floor. He's currently with the doctor to run through a medical diagnosis over his condition," said the receptionist. "Just go through the elevator and make your way to the right. Wait in the lobby next to two red doors."
Rad took note and went up to the fifth floor of the hospital and made his way to the right. There was a lobby with several seats. It seemed cozy for the most part since it had a TV in the center, and some reading material on the right side of the room. The heeler sat down, waiting impatiently to see his son. He fiddled with his fingers, still thinking about that call he received from Calypso. It still gave him the worst shock in his life.
His phone then rang and answered it. "Hello?"
"Hey, Rad. I heard about Lyon," said Bandit.
"How did you know," inquired Rad.
"Bluey filled me in. She didn't want to stay in school any longer, so Calypso called me, and she had an early dismissal. I'm picking up Bingo early as well, and we'll be on our way to see you two," he said.
"Man, you don't know how worried I am right now," said Rad.
"I know, mate, but you need to remain calm. I'm sure the doctor will find out the reason behind his coughing," said Bandit as he tried to console his elder brother.
"I'm not a fan of being in hospitals either," said Rad.
"Yeah, understandable. But we'll be there for you. Just have patience."
"Right," sighed Rad. "Drive safe."
"Sure, and remain calm as well," added Bandit.
Rad grabbed a magazine from the shelf and decided to keep his mind occupied. He was reading a mountain hiking magazine. He read through some mountain hiker stories in the magazine. As he was reading, he eyed the red door hoping the doctor would appear any moment. He then scanned over the room and saw a family of German Shepards. A father and mother with their four-year-old girl seem to be waiting on someone as well. The four-year-old was playing with one of the hospital's waiting room toys, a bead maze. He then saw a grey heeler doctor came out with a ten-year-old German Shepard, supposedly the one the family was waiting for. He had a walking cast, and two crutches with him.
"There. He's better now. Just make sure he doesn't do anything that is physically demanding," instructed the doctor to the parents.
"Oh, thank goodness. That injury from his soccer game really scared the daylight out of us," said the mother.
"Mum, I'll be fine. It was just an accident," said the ten-year-old.
"Still, I just don't like seeing you injured like this," said the mother.
"Babe, he's fine. Worst case scenario he could have had that leg amputated," said the father.
"How could you say such a thing!? Our son was injured," retorted the mother to the husband.
"Okay, okay. I was just joking. I did say worst case scenario," said the father with his paws in the air from his wife's anger.
"As long as you place ice over his leg over an ice pack, that should help with the pain," advised the doctor.
"What's with this hard black shell," asked the four-year-old.
"It's a walking cast. That's used to mend your brother's leg," said the doctor.
"All that matters that he's alright. There's nothing to fret about," said the dad to his wife.
Rad saw the family interact with each other with his nose inside the magazine. He had a soft smile knowing the ten-year-old is going to be alright. The four left the hospital with content. The doctor then looked through his clipboard to call out the next patient. "Heeler family," he announced. Rad heard and jumped up from his seat. "Yes, that's me. I'm his father," he said. "How is my son?"
"Your son is just fine. We were able to alleviate his coughing issues," said the doctor. Rad let out a sigh of relief. He was at ease knowing Lyon is well. "However, I did run a spirometry test in him, and it turns out he has asthma," said the doctor going over his notes.
"Oh dear," said Rad.
"After he told me what he experienced back at school such as the coughing, chest tightness, and fatigue, it's no question that those were the symptoms of an asthma attack, but not to worry. I devised the right treatment plan for your son to control his asthma. He'll have to use an inhaler from now on that will provide him the medicine to keep the symptoms at bay. For the time being, I would like Lyon to stay in the hospital for the night to keep an eye on his symptoms just in case," said the doctor.
"Yes, I understand," said Rad.
Suddenly, Bandit and his kids arrived inside the lobby. "How's Lyon," asked Bandit.
"He's fine now," said Rad.
"Oh, thank goodness," said Bandit. Both Bluey and Bingo said hoorary. "I'm glad he's safe," said Bluey. "But he was diagnosed with asthma. He'll have to take medicine from now on," said Rad.
"What's az-muh," asked Bingo with a confused look. "It's a condition where one has inflamed airways through their lungs. It can happen when the airways are clogged by extra mucus and tightened muscles, making it hard for the patient to breathe," said the doctor. "It's treatable, but it can be serious if left ignored."
"Is that why Lyon was having trouble breathing at school," asked Bluey.
"Yes, it's a good thing Calypso called the ambo just in time," said Rad while stroking his neck. Rad noticed Bluey had a bag with her. "What have you got there, Bluey?"
"Everyone at school made get well cards for Lyon. They gave me theirs so I can bring them to Lyon," added the blue heeler girl.
"I think that's very kind of them to do it," said Rad.
"Can we go see him," asked Bingo.
"Yes, he's going to be in room 7-E. I'll lead you to it," said the doctor. They went inside the hallways with he patient rooms. They looked at the signs that had numbers and letters next to them. "5-E, 6-E, ah 7-E," said Rad. Lyon's name was on the dry erase board. When the Heelers went inside, they saw the wolf dog with a nebulizer mask through his muzzle.
"Hey there, mate," said Rad calmly.
Lyon's face beamed with content to see his family visiting him. Bluey's face felt happiness, and at the same time a few tears to see her cousin okay. "I'm happy you're safe," she said. "You don't know how much I was worried."
The doctor went over his clipboard to find his notes over Lyon. "As mentioned, he has asthma. Perhaps he coughed because this morning had cool air, yes?"
"Yeah, it was cold, and he was also running with Mackenzie, Jack, and Rusty," said Bluey.
"As expected. Cold air triggers asthma easily especially when one engages in excessive exercise," said the doctor.
"Does this mean I can't run and play with my friends anymore," asked Lyon through his mask.
"Don't worry, Lyon. You can still do the same things with your friends as long as you take your medicine," reassured the doctor. "I'll go get his inhaler and medicine ready. I won't be long." The doctor excused himself and went out for now to get Lyon's equipment.
Bluey opened the bag with the cards made by the entire class. "Everyone at school made these for you. Here's mine," she said reaching out for her card. Lyon took Bluey's card; it has a drawing of himself with flowers in the background. "Thank you," he said.
"Nice work, Bluey," said Bandit while patting her head. Bingo explored the room and found a remote control. "I found the control for the TV," she said. She pushed a button, and instead of the TV turning on, Lyon's bed elevated a bit. "Whoa, the bed's moving," said Lyon.
"That's not a TV remote. It's a remote to adjust the hospital bed," said Bandit. "Ooh," said Bluey and Bingo. Bingo pushed a lot of buttons with the bed moving up and down several times. Both girls giggled as they enjoyed playing with the adjustable hospital bed. "Okay, that's enough kids. Think about Lyon," said Bandit.
"Sorry dad," apologized Bingo.
"No worries, mate." The family conversed with one another during the rest of the afternoon. The doctor came in with Lyon's inhaler, and medicine. "Okay, Lyon. I'm going to teach you how you should use your inhaler. Just follow my lead as I tell you how to use it," said the doctor. The doctor pulled out his inhaler to demonstrate. "First you take the cap off, then give the inhaler a good shake for ten seconds, breathe out all the way, and after breathing out, hold the inhaler with the mouthpiece down. Place your lips around the mouthpiece so that you form a tight seal. Press down the inhaler as you breath down, and breath in slowly as best as you can. After you take the inhaler out, hold your breath and count to ten so the medicine reaches deep through your lungs. I'll demonstrate." The doctor opened the lid of the inhaler, shook his inhaler, breathed out and put the inhaler in his mouth. He breathed in slowly when he pressed down on his inhaler, and then took the inhaler out of his mouth.
Lyon took a mental note on how the doctor demonstrated and mimicked the way the doctor used his inhaler. He shakes his inhaler, breathes out before putting it in his mouth, holds the inhaler through his mouth, and breathes in slowly when he presses it down. Finally, Lyon took the inhaler out of his mouth, and held his breath for ten seconds. "Just like that," said the doctor.
"How often he needs to do this," asked Rad. "He would only need to use it when he starts to experience coughing and breathing issues. Therefore, I recommend he keeps the inhaler with him at all times in case it does happen," explained the doctor. "You'll have to stay over the night so I can monitor your symptoms just to be safe."
"Aw, we're not going home then," asked Lyon.
"Afraid not, mate," said Rad. "Not until the doctor says you're clear."
Lyon frowned knowing he must stay in the hospital for the night. "It's just for tonight. I promise it won't be bad as it sounds," said the doctor. "I must go see other patients now. Let the staff know if you guys need anything."
"Yes, thank you doctor," said Rad.
"My pleasure," he said and walked out of the room.
"We should head back home now," said Bandit.
"But I want to stay with Lyon," said Bluey.
"Sorry squirt, but tomorrow is a school day, and besides, Lyon would most likely stay home from school until he recuperates from the asthma attack," said Bandit trying to be reasonable with her daughter.
"Please dad," said Bluey trying to show her please face.
"Oh no, not the please face," said Bandit looking away.
"It's alright Bluey. I'll be okay. I promise I'll make it back to school," said Lyon.
"Really? For real life," asked Bluey.
"Yes. For real life."
"Okay. Just make sure you do what the doctor tells you," instructed Bluey while pointing her finger at her cousin.
"See ya, Lyon. Hope you feel better," said Bandit.
"Thanks, Uncle Bandit," said Lyon. "Bye Bingo and Bluey."
"Bye," said the girls while giving their cousin a hug. After Bandit and the girls left, it was just Rad and Lyon in the room. "How do you feel right now," asked Rad.
"A little better. Just tired," said Lyon. "It felt like I was breathing through a straw with no airholes."
"Yeah, you had no idea how I was worried about you," said Rad. "Probably one of the worst phone calls I received."
"I'm sorry," said Lyon.
"What are you talking about? There's no need to be sorry," said Rad with a concerned face.
"I didn't mean to cause you to worry. I shouldn't have run so fast this morning. We were only playing army," explained Lyon.
"You wouldn't have known about this. You didn't have any control so it's not your fault, sport. I'm just glad you're safe," reassured Rad while placing his paw to his son's paw. "I know you can overcome this. You are a strong tacker."
"You really think so," asked Lyon.
"I know so," added Rad. Both father and son shared their smiles to know the danger was over. Lyon then yawned while rubbing his eyes. "You should get some rest now," said Rad.
"Okay, dad. Good night," said Lyon while closing his eyes. "Good night, sport," said Rad. He sat on the couch to watch his son sleep peacefully. Rad dozed off while sitting up in the sofa, and the night was a peaceful, silent one.