I ran down stairs grace was holding back Paris. She was kicking a screaming trying to get to her daddy. I ran up and just huger her so hard "what's wrong with daddy?" she asked "I don't know we have to go to the hospital " I replyes "prince blanket come on. Grace can u drive us there?" "yes I can"she đã đưa ý kiến we hoped in the car. Paris was crying on my shoulder. "everything is okay Paris I'm sure he will be just fine" she just Keep crying "mummy" "yes blanket" "is daddy okay" "mmmm blanket I'm sure he's fine but we will have to see" I did not wan to scare him he was only eight and he was propbly...