In My Desperate Time

Chapter 92 Suicide

Grandpa’s stare makes me uncomfortable.

I swallow nervously and reply honestly, “Yes, my name is Jane Noyes.”

Has his grandpa met me somewhere before? Or he might have sensed something. Why else would he look at me like that?

Then he goes out.

He sits on the sofa in the living room, still looking into the kitchen from time to time. I feel a little uncomfortable so I close the door.

I always sense something is wrong in the kitchen, but I am too hungry to think twice.

I want to eat dumplings, so I take the flour out of the fridge, and begin to prepare.

As I knead the dough for a while, I feel dizzy and out of breath.

“When Frances comes back, tell him I'm gone.”

Grandpa says outside the door.

“Okay.” I hold the wall and answer with difficulty.

The kitchen smells terrible.

What’s the smell?

that grandpa was startled by me. He knocked over the pan,

why I feel

more difficult, and I plod toward the

I lie on the ground and could not move

like the air in my lungs is being squeezed

I am still

worse I feel, the

that I am waiting for somebody. Deep in my thoughts, I believe that he will

of a gas leak, it is so obvious why

why I

I am going to die

Louis’s

“Jane Noyes.”

to answer but

name several

Does he leave?

I feel so helpless.

purse. It’s not loud. I

later, the door bursts open and Frances Louis rushes

I could feel him picking me up and putting me on the

moment my consciousness collapses

hospital, muzzled with an oxygen mask and tethered to an IV. Frances Louis is sitting by the bed, looking at me with

me want to

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