While she squeezed his hand back, her mouth sort of tipped up in a half-smile. "I know you will. I know." Sighing softly, her eyes searched his face like she was looking for something before Tara finally spoke.

"I was thinking - when you're out, we can start packing up stuff, and really start looking for a house. I want...." She tried to figure out how to phrase it. "There's good people here. They dropped everything when they heard you were in the hospital, they've done nothing but help me - and I'd like to have what we did, back in Charming. Whatever... issues... I have with your mother, her house was where I found what a family really was. I want that, for Thomas and Abel, and for us."