“Cough…cough…cough…”
Ethan gunner was in a coughing fit and even though he was in character, his cigar-smoke-filled lungs made it look so real. The only person not aware of this was Joseph, who was momentarily distracted by the old man’s coughing fit. Sharon grabbed the opportunity her grandfather had secured for her to rush to his side.
“Grandpa, are you okay?” she asked worriedly, rubbing his back. She then turned to Rose, who stood there unaffected by the old man’s theatrics.
“Don’t just stand there, call for the doctor!”
“No, don’t…cough…call for the doctor…cough…I will be okay…cough.”
“Let me get you a glass of water,” Sharon volunteered and rushed towards the house to reemerge with a glass and a water bottle. She came and poured it for the old man then held it against his mout
