In My Desperate Time

“What’s this?” I ask.

The wind discomposes his hair.

He seems to stand in the wind for a long time.

“Medicine.”

He says and shoves the medicine to me. Then he leaves.

He drinks a lot, too, and probably calls his chauffeur to pick him up. And his car, parks right behind me, I don’t notice it.

Actually, I am thinking, if Frances Louis offers me an olive branch now, perhaps I will really say yes.

Tonight, I am so fragile. I Desperately need a harbor to dock my wandering heart.

I open the medicine bag and look inside. They are all anti-allergic medicine.

I smile sadly. I swallow the medicine without water.

Perhaps only the pain and suffering can support me to go on.

another man except my

My brother Frank Noyes.

on the left and the other is on the right. They serve him like serving an empire. One peels

and fruits on the tea table. I know these are bought with my money even thinking with my toes.

“Why do you come back? Aren't you studying abroad?” I ask Frank

me. He is still playing a hand game with his

much money as other students, so I can't go out to play every day. It’s boring. I might as well

by Andrew Malan, his expenses abroad have been borne by me. My parents have always given him much money. Other

Have you asked my advice? All of your tuition have been

I get really mad. I grab Frank Noyes's phone, throw it on the tea table, and yell at him.

mobile phone and hands it to him again, “he is your brother, why are you so fierce? If he doesn’t want to study, then he

I know my parents spoil my brother. But it is still hard to see them being so inconsiderate

be able to support

“since you don't want to go to school, then go to work. You are 22 anyway.”

“No, dad and mon would support me.” Frank

and mon? It’s me who would

stops me and tells me that Frank Noyes is going to sleep in the main room tonight. My dad and she are going to squeeze on the couch, and I need to make a bed on the floor or go to a friend’s house, and then I have to rent

is only desperation lest in my heart.