Chapter 129. Good News

"Yes, I should hate you for it, shouldn't I?" Grandma said, looking at Bernard with red-rimmed eyes. "I should be yelling at you right now for associating with a lunatic who would do this to her fellow woman," she said, thumping her fist feebly against his chest, her gesture looking just so like Marissa's that Bernard's body shook more violently with repressed sobs. "I should curse you and proclaim war on you if anything happens to my daughter, but I can't, I can't, my son, because I know that you wouldn't want any of this to happen. I cannot just see my grief alone when I know that you truly love her. I can't be selfish by heaping the blame on you when I know that you grieve more than any other person here today. You lost your child today, my boy, and your wife is still lying down there fighting for her life." She cupped his cheeks as they cried together. "Yes, I blame you, but a man doesn't cry for a woman like this if he doesn't love her with everything in him. My grandchild would n