Cocky Genius: Ethan Cocker (Cocker Brothers of Atlanta, #8)

by Faleena Hopkins

My eyes closed and the dam broke, aching tears streamed down my cheeks. I started walking, but then Uncle Jett cried out, “DAD!!!” I yanked open the curtain looking for a flat red line on the screen. Uncle Jett was on his knees, holding my grandfather’s hand to his head, sobbing silently, shoulders shaking. Grandpa’s eyes were open and he was watching his son, their fingers gripped together. Grandpa’s eyes drifted to me. He gave me the tiniest nod to leave them alone. I headed off and heard Grandpa Michael whisper in a feeble voice, “I love you, too, Jett. I always have.” I broke into a run and didn’t stop until I’d barreled past everyone to grab Grandma Nance and shout to our family, “He’s awake and he called Uncle Jett, Jett!!!” The waiting room and outside hallway exploded with every kind of reaction you could think of. There was cheering, tears, laughter, all of it as they hugged whoever was near them. Grandma Nance laughed and cried as Uncle Jaxson picked her up and spun her around. And from her double cushions, Grams held her face and whispered, “Well it’s about time, Lord.”