I sink into one of the chairs and try to process everything.

Leah. Missing.

Leah. Dying.

It just doesn’t make sense.

She’s young. A force of life so bright at times I found it hard to be around her. I can’t imagine her not in this world. I can’t imagine that she’s si ck or hurting.

Or that she’s been suffering for a long time and I never noticed.

My chest aches and I rub at the center of it.

“I still have to make rounds,” Adam says. “And there is a chance that if Leah left, that maybe she doesn’t want to be found. She might be si ck of all of us.”

I nod.

don’t like it, but it may be

should’ve done so

loved

times she tried to make our marriage a real one. Not just

in the kitchen and make

wait up for me in the library, reading one of her

argue with me, and not back down, no matter how many times I tried to relegate her to some background role.

now she’s

Dying???

can’t lose her. I can’t let go.

seizes my body. It’s not physical so

pillow. Beneath the astringent smells of the hospital, I can scent her. That light fragrant smell of her hair that’s partly her shampoo

reenters the hospital room.

what he

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