Ezra
"Good morning Adeline, " I greeted as I walked passed the reception desk. She looked up with her beautifully wrinkled face and smiled at me. Her smile lifted my spirits a bit.
"Morning Ezra dear. Here to see your friend again? That boy sure is loved. A couple of minutes ago the pregnant boy...umm, yes, Misha was it, went up to see him as well. "
Her words unintentionally reminded me of that. Misha was starting to look extremely sick. I had of course carried him for an emergency check-up, but the doctor said that he was not ill at all.
As I walked to elevator my eyes absorbed the activity of the hospital. When I really thought about it, I realized that I only cared about the people here because I too was experiencing the tragedy of having someone I loved in the hospital. I had vow
