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Sylvia looked at her sister to see if she was teasing, but Sandras face was completely serious.
Tell him Ill be right down.
Gilbert had not taken a seat and he knew that Carl Boggs was eyeing him strangely. Gil spoke the moment Sylvia came into the room.
Is there some place I can talk to you, Sylvia?
Sure, she answered uncertainly. We can go in the kitchen.
Gilbert followed her to the kitchen and spoke as they sat at the table. His voice was kind and Sylvia responded to that kindness.
Did you and Jeff have a date last night?
She nodded. We went to supper at the hotel. Why, Gil, why do you ask?
Gil explained briefly. Sylvia looked almost faint when he was done. He opened his mouth to comfort her when she burst into tears and told Gil the whole story. He knew his face showed his surprise over the way Sylvia tried to manipulate Jeff, but Sylvia was too wrapped up in her tears to notice.
Maybe Im out of line to say this, Sylvia, but I dont care how angry you were. You had no business leaving Jeff out there by himself.
I know that now, but I was incensed. The tears went on and so did more confessions. Gil wondered how he had ever envied his brother the fact that Sylvia had fallen for him. The thought of being such an obsession for this woman was a little frightening.
I must go to him right away.
Not tonight, Gilbert spoke firmly. Hell be sleeping now. You could go by the house tomorrow. By the way, hes at the Bradfords.
The Bradfords? Whats he doing there? Sylvia looked uncertain and Gilbert rushed to assure her.
Dont hesitate to go there, Sylvia. Theyve been just wonderful.
But why is he there?
Because it was Troy who found him and took him home. Gilberts explanation seemed to put her at ease and he took his leave a short while later.
Gil was seen out the door by Sandra, who upon his exit went immediately to the kitchen. Both Sandra and Carl had heard Sylvias crying.
Whats happened, Sylvia? Her sister asked with genuine concern.
The younger woman was quiet for a moment before bursting into tears once again. Oh Sandra, she sobbed. Ive done something awful.
Jeff had a fairly decent night, with his mother again at his side. Gilbert was there first thing in the morning with his father. Bill again took May home and Gil stayed this time to sit with his brother. Bobbie, along with Nate, who had taken the day off from school, opened the shipping office.
Dr. Grade came by a little after 9:00 and said that Jeff no longer needed someone to sit with him around the clock. He also said he could sit up and even walk if he felt like it, but unless Santa Rosa experienced a heat wave, he was not to leave the Bradford home.