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?

keep myself awake. Suddenly I realize that grandpa was startled by me. He knocked over the pan, water spilled out and put out the fire, but the gas

why I feel so

difficult, and I plod toward

is running out. I lie on the ground and could not

my lungs is being squeezed away,

am

worse I feel, the more awake I

for somebody. Deep in

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

why I closed

I am going

Frances Louis’s

“Jane Noyes.”

want to answer but my lips can’t

Louis calls my name several times, then everything goes

Does he leave?

I feel so helpless.

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

later, the door bursts open

I could feel him picking me up and putting me

my consciousness

muzzled with an oxygen mask and tethered to an

makes me want

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