"Ahhhh...Blake!" His mother held him tightly and wept aloud. Her fingers trembled, her voice fragile as she clung to him in desperation.
On the other side, Blake saw his father as well. His eyes were moist, his lips trembling with emotion. He wanted to cry, but as always, he held onto his pride.
Blake could only sigh at the sight. He patted his mother's back and said, "It's okay now, Mother. I am safe."
The woman slowly pulled away and asked, "But how did this happen? I checked on you last night, and you seemed the same."
His father stepped closer and added, "Yes, Blake. What is the cause behind this miracle? Do you know anything?"
If Blake mentioned Kyle, the conversation would begin with disbelief and end in suspicion.
Knowing his father, Blake was certain Mathew would investigate the matter and discuss it with others, trying to understand the treatment that could revive even a dead man.
Kyle might not mind his parents knowing, but Blake knew his father better than him.
