Chapter 11 Before

• Shane
• 4 years ago
• I didn’t like to listen to anyone, but Mavy could order me around and I’d listen. She demanded that I come with her to the hospital because she didn’t want to go alone. I hated hospitals and she knew it. I hated everything about them. The beeping noises, the smell of medicine, the sound of high heels click-clacking on the floor, and the smell of the dead that stained the walls. Mavy pulled on my arm as she whined about how slow I walked.