Mr. Neal, Mrs. Neal’s Gone With The Money

Joshua chitched at Cynthia’s hand, his breaths coming in hot gusts

Pausing in her movements, Cynthia allowed Joshua to grasp her hand as questions flooded her mind. “When you went out with Yoel yesterday, did you not dress warmly enough?” she asked.

“Idk.”

“Then why do you have a fever?”

“I do not know…”

With nothing else she could do but wait for the doctor, Cynthia was baffled as Joshua’s fever did not seem to be decreasing despite having taken the antipyretics. As she mulled over yesterday’s events, she could not fathom how Joshua caught a fever. Joshua always had a healthy body. Could his two previous fevers have weakened him, making him susceptible to illnesses?

“Cynthia,” Joshua said, holding tightly onto her hand.

“Yes, what is it?” Cynthia asked, turning her gaze towards him.

“Can you promise me that you won’t leave me behind?” Joshua’s words came out in a slow drawl. Paired with his slightly pale face, he was a picture of vulnerability that called for her tender care.

leaving you behind. Rest well, and save your strength. You shouldn’t talk too much,” Cynthia assured

level.

unbearable. However, everything was

on the door from Matthew. He looked surprised to find Joshua still in bed. He

is running a fever. We will wait for his recovery,” Cynthia said, glancing at Joshua.

feigning his sickness. Approaching Joshua, he felt his forehead and body,

was resting with his eyes closed, was aware of Matthew’s suspicion. Having anticipated

to take him

called the doctor

this, ceased

doctor administered an intravenous drip. Cynthia, seeing the doctor busy, joined Matthew in

did he catch a fever?” Matthew asked, a hint of suspicion

imagine how Joshua could

supervision.

a serious talk with Sean once Joshua is better. I feel there’s more to Josinta’s

paused before asking, “What do you

Joshua has seemned different since last night, as if he has matured somewhat,” Matthew

you mean his mental age has increased?” Cynthia