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?

startled by me. He knocked over the pan, water spilled out and put out the fire,

I feel

more and more difficult, and I plod toward the gas

on the ground and

lungs is being

I am still

feel, the more awake

in my thoughts,

hear the sound of a gas leak, it is so obvious why didn't I hear

why I closed the

going to die slowly and

Frances Louis’s voice

“Jane Noyes.”

answer but my

several times, then everything

Does he leave?

I feel so helpless.

It’s not loud.

the door bursts open and Frances

I could feel

consciousness collapses and

am in the hospital, muzzled with an oxygen mask and tethered to an IV. Frances

me want to

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