The dam holding back the flood of tears comes crashing down. I leave both suitcases in the hallway and run toward Lucas. I slam into his chest, throwing my arms around him. I sob uncontrollably, while he gently strokes my hair. Being in the arms of family should bring relief, but it only adds more regret. 

Another set of hands falls on my shoulders. I lift my head as Tony, Lucas’s twin, joins our tearful embrace. I have so many questions. I need to know what the doctors said, if there was any change since the early morning phone call. I try to speak, but words can’t break through the sobs.