Charlotte had come to pick Thomas up and they had both made their journey to the hospital together. Just outside the hospital room, Charlotte quickly took Thomas' hand. They were going to do this together because they were both so worried about their sister. And, to be honest, Charlotte was worried about Thomas still as well. His surgery had been weeks ago now, but he still looked pale and far too skinny.
Thomas knocked and then stuck his head around the door slowly. "Hi, sweetheart. Can we come in? Would one at a time be better?"