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.

but it may be true.

done so

loved her.

times she tried to make our marriage a real one. Not just in bed, but

kitchen

the library, reading one

back down, no matter how many times I tried to

now she’s gone?

Dying???

I can’t lose her. I can’t let

not physical so much as a wave of grief that floods my entire

of the hospital, I can scent her. That light fragrant smell of her hair that’s partly her shampoo and, beneath that, the unique, elusive scent of her

reenters the hospital

can imagine what he sees.

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