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 out and put out

why I feel so

more and more difficult, and I plod toward the

out. I lie on

lungs is being squeezed

I am still

feel, the more awake I

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

can even hear the sound of a gas leak, it is

why I closed

I am going to die

Louis’s

“Jane Noyes.”

want to answer but my lips can’t

several

Does he leave?

I feel so helpless.

phone vibrates in my purse. It’s not loud. I wonder if Frances Louis

door bursts open and Frances Louis rushes

I could feel him picking me up and putting me on

that moment my consciousness collapses and

to an IV. Frances Louis is sitting by the bed, looking at me

survival makes me want

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