The following day is hectic as we are preparing for the intramurals and exams is not so far. I come home late and exhausted when I receive a call from Dr. M's Veterinary clinic. "Hello, what is it?"
"Ms. Carpio, we have been waiting for you since you dropped by at this time. But we couldn't wait and wanted to inform you that Max is not in good shape now. Would you please come to the clinic now?" It's the front desk staff as I recognize her voice.
"Yes, I'll be there, thank you," I responded and immediately cut the call.
"Mom? mom?" I call out mom as I head out of my room, still wearing my school uniform.
"What is it?" Mom asks, cooking in the kitchen.
"I need to hurry and see Max; the staff calls me asking to come to the clinic. Mom, I'm so worried." My voice broke when the worst thin
