A Graduation Gift

"I honestly have no idea why this occurs. She seldom relapses into that state, to be completely honest. Moreover, she appears to fear her own cat whenever her disease attacks recently, which I might add, has never happened before,"

Whitney answered, her eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"That's weird, I thought she loved her cat," Cassandra wondered out loud. Her face indicated that she too, was quite puzzled.

She could still picture in her mind how Courtney was holding her cat in her arms when they met for the first time. It was a white bi-eyed Persian cat that left a strong impression on Cassandra.

"She does. She has always loved animals ever since she was little. She did develop some fear awhile back, but gradually grew to adore them as she grew older. It's just odd to see her sudden bouts of fear for them every once in a while. I tried asking her the reason, but she outright refused to tell me..."

Whitney sighed with despair clear as day in her eyes. She had always thought of herself as a capable woman. But when it came to her daughter and her ailment, she would become so worried and helpless like any other ordinary mother in an instant.

They kept talking about Courtney's current condition, and failed to notice that Cloris was staring at them with a weird look on her face.

Staring straight ahead, she anxiously bit her lip as if she wanted to get away from something as fast as possible.

Tears formed in Whitney's eyes as she spoke. Cassandra quickly grabbed a tissue from the table and handed it to her. It pained her to see the tears of a poor mother.

'If only Courtney could recover, ' Cassandra sadly thought, 'Whitney wouldn't suffer so much.'

At that moment, the bedroom door swung open. A long figure with a look of terror on her face appeared in the doorway—it was Courtney.

"Mom, the bunny... the bunny is dead!"

a shaking voice, her face contorted in agony and distress. She stood there like a dear caught in a car's headlights, looking at the three of them in extreme panic.

wince as if

think more on it, since Courtney had taken a turn for the

to her knees and covered her head with her arms, wailing.

was too shocked to move for a brief second, then immediately rushed to her

and over to the frightened

she rocked her daughter's head in their

think we should take her to the

suggested in a soft voice. Courtney's current condition was

merely shook her head slowly without a word.

didn't trust any of the doctors here. As for Courtney, proper bed rest without disturbance might be the best for now since Smithers wasn't around

want to go home now? Or do you want to lie

gently stroking her back, trying to calm her down

was her, mom. She killed the

tears.

be alright, dear. Did you have a nightmare, you poor thing?" Whitney asked in a soft voice. "It's okay. It's all over now. I'm here with

choked voice. She hugged her daughter tighter.

I know it was

watching from the nearby corner, wordless the whole ordeal.

Whitney and Cassandra looked at Cloris, both at the

in her throat as she swallowed. As she met