Jonah hung his head, ashamed and a little annoyed. He wasn't annoyed with Reena for posing the question. She had every right to be curious. He was annoyed by the fact that the question had to do with his lingering feelings of weakness.
“Does it cut a little too deep?” asked Terrence. “Because if it does—”
“Nah, I'm good.” Jonah sighed. “The night that Nana passed into Spirit, she'd been feeling off the entire day. She'd had trouble breathing, she'd slept a little too long at some points during the day…something was just a little off the whole day long. I kept asking her if she wanted me to call the doctor, but she shot it down each time. She maintained that she was alright. So, despite my misgivings, I listened to her. And later that night, she passed into Spirit. The one time I failed N
