She nodded, feeling a bit numb as her husband led her out of the school to the car. The tears were wearing themselves out, now. Her hand didn't leave Hank's the whole way home; feeling his warm touch was reassuring.
Her father. He had meant so much to her. She had been told of the atrocities of the other versions of him from alternate universes, but he was a good man. She had been so happy, with her new marriage and Lorna's.. It made the crash harder. Less than a month ago she had been dancing with her father at her wedding. She gripped Hank's hand tighter.