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Chapter 590 You’ve Done Well, Sean

Sean said quietly, “I was eleven when my mother was pregnant with Cathy. I’ve just started sixth grade.”

That seemed like such a long time ago. Sean could barely remember it.

He could only remember running up and down happily, fetching whatever his mother wanted, going grocery shopping with her as they chatted over whether it would be a little boy or little girl. What they would name the baby if it was a boy, or a girl.

“It was me who came up with the name Cathy too,” Sean said quietly.

He had even prepared a gift for her in secret.

“The day Mom gave birth to Cathy, everyone was so nervous. Dad was rushing around bringing things to the hospital, and I rushed to the hospital first thing after school as well. Cathy came out of the delivery room just as I got there.”

“I was the first to hold her.”

Sean was overjoyed then. His mother had asked him if he would like a younger brother or sister, to which he had said that he was fine with either— but really wanted a little sister just a little more.

Then it turned out to really be a little sister.

“She was like a kitten! She was only this small!” Sean gestured with his hands. “I reached out to touch her face, and she grabbed my finger.”

Sean would never forget the shock and joy he felt the first time his sister grabbed his finger.

Then came the few days of Dad running to and from the hospital, delivering meals to Mom.

His mother had gotten pregnant at an older age, and there had been complications post-birth that required her to be on medicine. Cathy could not be breastfed because of this, and Sean thus learnt how to make her formula.

Another chaotic week passed, and his mother and sister finally returned from the hospital.

“There were lots of relatives over. They all fussed and cooed over my sister. Mom talked to them, and Dad was so busy.”

Everyone was so busy.

Group after group of relatives visited the house. Everytime an older aunt or grandaunt came she would snatch Cathy out of Sean’s arms, saying that he didn’t know how to hold her and might hurt her.

people, his parents chatting and laughing with

whole half hour passed,

ever felt left out,” Sean said. “Dad finally saw me standing there, and asked me

he felt when he was washing those fruits. He

“And then?”

ran a hand through his fair. “Then Cathy fell sick for the

and it wouldn’t go down. His parents saw that Cathy’s stomach was bulged up like a frog’s. It had only been a week, and she had

The bloating was because she did not take well to breastmilk, which meant she couldn’t drink breastmilk or she would have an upset stomach from all the gas in her

taste of breastmilk. So she would cry, which made the bloating worse, which left them no choice but to

sister’s belly a little press. Other babies’ bellies were soft and floppy,

burst into tears. She cried so hard she was practically screaming, her lips were

first time Mom got mad at me since Cathy

sleep the entire night, and

mother’s expression turned

mom looked at me like she was looking at an enemy, shouting at me asking why I made Cathy

His sister was only so young, and she had indeed only cried because he pressed her

time to care about how he felt, because Cathy was truly getting worse by the second. Everyone rushed her to

help with something when he got home, but

should go to bed and

said that Sean didn’t need to care about this either, as long as he didn’t cause

after that, Cathy would make round trips to the hospital every couple of days.

his sister cried. He would be picked on for not boiling the water well enough, or not washing the bottles cleanly enough. One time Cathy was throwing up and he

after time, day after day. Eventually, he got

had they thought

unsure how

you don’t allow the prisoner to sleep. You only need three days, and the prisoner will

they didn’t allow their participants to sleep, and

anyone’s

when deprived of sleep, but not mothers who were