Phillip shook his head in answer to her question, that same smile plastered onto his face. In the lowlight of the emergency room, it almost appeared unsettling. “Just relax and rest Amy. I promise, this will all be sorted out in the morning.”

Ariel blinked in surprise, mentally cursing herself for not mentioning this over the phone. She figured he would have perhaps gotten the news by now but apparently there was no such luck.

“I…I’m afraid Amy is currently at the local hospital Mr. Ravenwood,” she said somberly. “She’s being treated for pneumonia as we speak.”