I flopped back onto the bed to read, but after some time, I realized I was

holding the book upside down. A restless feeling started creeping up on me. I

couldn’t help but wonder about Bryant’s condition. If it was because of that

gunshot, it should have been me, not him.

With my thoughts in turmoil, I closed the book and decided to get some fresh

air on the balcony. Then, there was a knock on the door, followed by Gary’s

voice, “Mrs. Ferguson.”

My steps quickened as I opened the door. “Gary, how’s Bryant? Is he okay?”

Gary said, “Mr. Bryant’s got a fever.”

I let out a sigh of relief, thinking it was just a cold, but then Gary added, “It’s

the gunshot wound from the other day. It got infected. Mr. Bryant won’t let

anyone touch him and refuses to take his medicine.”

and I shouldn’t even be here, but

in his

those words. “I’ll go see

was the least I

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with an unnatural

as if troubled by

medicine on

They should help with the fever

I nodded. “Okay.”

leave you two alone then. Call if you

anything.”

me.

was burning.

my hand away,

do you want a divorce? Please,

each word piercing through the quiet and straight into

heart.

stood there for a long while before gently patting

to take

sudden movement caught me off guard, but

on his wound, though I could feel the

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