VERENA
My sickness seemed to be cleared because of my parents. I didn't feel the pain of fever because they had guided me throughout; the two of them did not leave me in the room.
Night came when Daddy took a storybook to our library, and read it to me. I, together with Mommy, was just listening to him until the end of the tale. It was fun lending ears to him because the way he narrated had caught my attention. Not having enough of it, I asked him to read another book for me. This time, I wanted princess fairy tales.
After some time, I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. I was secretly hearkening to their conversation.
"She looks good here," Mommy said. "Do you still plan of moving out?"
I was almost to open my eyes in astonishment; fortunately, I had controlled myself, or else
