In My Desperate Time

After picking up the child, I go back home with Frances.

By the time we get home, it's almost ten.

Old Mr. Louis is usually asleep at this time.

So I don't expect to see him still awake and chat with Hilda on the sofa when I arrive at the door.

Thinking of my promise to old Mr. Louis, I stand at the door and don't know if I should go in or not.

Old Mr. Louis doesn't see me. But hearing the sound, he certainly knows that we are back.

He sits up straight and says in a deep voice, "You have to do what you promised me. I'm still here, so you should know what to do."

Of course, these words are for me.

I have nothing to retort, and I don't intend to.

"Grandpa." Frances' face darkened. He wants to say something, but I stop him.

I hand Earl in my arms to Frances and whisper to him, "Go in. I'll be there soon. I'm good."

his head and stands still at the door, resolutely

Earl is still so young. How can he endure

my head and say to Frances in a low voice, "Go in with Earl. I don't want him to

at Earl in his arms, and

Old Mr.

it's already late. You should go

what

he goes upstairs. Old Mr. Louis is still sitting there, chatting

and can only bear with the wind for a while. But it's already midnight.

sleep," Hilda looks at me and says

that when she looks at

that she wants me

Mr. Louis shakes his head and says, "I'm

wind anymore but can only watch the series on my phone to kill this long and boring

stiffer and stiffer, and I feel a little

about to fall asleep, old Mr. Louis finally stands up and says to

he slowly goes back to his

life. I run