Chapter 68 A Mysterious Illness
- At first, I don’t want to touch him; I don’t know what’s wrong and I don’t want to make it worse. I kneel beside him. “What’s wrong?” Ohhhh…
- “Ahhh…” is his only reply.
- His breathing becomes erratic. I sit on my knees and scoop his head into my lap, lightly touching his hair, afraid to touch him anywhere else.