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?

to keep myself awake. Suddenly I realize that grandpa was startled by me. He knocked over the pan, water spilled

why I

becomes more and more difficult, and

strength is running out. I lie on the ground

in my lungs is being squeezed

am

the more awake I

Deep in my thoughts, I believe that

hear the sound of a gas leak, it is so obvious

why I closed

am going to die slowly

Louis’s

“Jane Noyes.”

answer but my lips can’t

Louis calls my name several times, then

Does he leave?

I feel so helpless.

my purse. It’s not loud. I wonder if

door bursts open

my eyes open, but I could feel him picking me up and putting me on the

moment my consciousness collapses

wake up, I am in the hospital, muzzled with an oxygen mask and tethered to an IV. Frances Louis is sitting by the bed, looking at me with a sullen

makes me want

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