390 GUILT

Joselyn sat in the passenger seat with Bill in the driver's seat, her hands trembling in her lap. "Bill, I... I can't stop thinking about what happened with Linda's kid," she confessed, her voice full of emotion. "I'm terrified that my anger caused the child to end up in the hospital." Bill gave her a quick look, his expression filled with concern. "Joselyn, I understand how you feel, but you can't blame yourself for what happened. You were only hurting; we both are," he reassured her. Tears filled Joselyn's eyes as she shook her head. "But what if my actions made things worse? What if that poor child never recovers because of me?" she whispered. Bill reached out and gently squeezed Joselyn's hand. "We don't know what caused the child's condition, Joselyn. It could have been anything. After a moment of silence, Bill spoke up again. "Joselyn, I know this is hard, but do you think it might help if we went to see the kid in the hospital? Maybe talking and seeing the child would help