TRICIA
“Finally.” I said almost in a whisper the moment i saw Donald.
Donald and two nurses came in view, for hours i've been in his office waiting for him, i couldn't wait any longer so i stepped out and was strolling in the hallway. This hospital is big, and i don't know where and how i can find Donald or my mother.
The two ladies walked past me chatting, Donald kept slowing his movements, the reaction on his face speaks danger. I'm hoping that everything is okay and no problem occured, after much persuation, i and my mom agreed to try out a doctor in this hospital, who Donald claimed is from Thailand and uses a massage technique to treat patients. I recall telling him that my mom is not strong enough to endure pains.
“Where's my mother?'’ i asked Donald when he finally reached me
