Chapter 27
Carol Lynne
Every time a nurse passed by, I wanted to hound them for news about Momma.
Charlie took a seat next to me and held two paper cups of coffee. He placed one on the ground, then peeled back the seal on the lid and handed it to me.
I accepted it with gratitude, appreciating its warmth that seeped through my clammy fingers.
"Thanks," I said with a grateful smile.
His brown eyes were soft when they bounced around my face. He picked up his cup. "Let me know if you get hungry, so I can buy you something to eat."
"Thank you." My sullen tone matched my dismal emotions.
Charlie's face fell. "What's on your mind, Sugar?"
I rubbed my forehead and sighed like a tired husky. "Thinking 'bout Momma. How she hadn't said anything about any of this. I didn't know it was this ba
