“That's not a good joke, Harold.” My voice cracked. Harold sighed and helped me to put my clothes on my body. I blinked when tears came out of my eyes.
“W-We need to go there quickly. I don't want to lose my son.” I added. Harold stopped me by holding my shoulders.
“You should calm yourself, Charity. Charles dislikes seeing you like this.”
“I am his mother! And I am worried for him, Harold. You didn't understand what I am feeling right now!”
“Calm down. You didn't need to shout. I am in front of me, I can hear you Charity.”
“I hope that it's too easy not to get worried about it. Harold, if something bad happens to him, I don't know if I could handle that.” Harold embraced me when I started to sob. I am too emotional when it comes to Charles.
“Charles will be alright?” I asked him wh
