They were at the hospital, waiting
for the results of Mark’s tests. James was so tired that he couldn’t open his
eyes, while Lucy couldn’t stop looking at her watch, waiting for the doctor to call
their name. Logan was walking from one side of the room to the other one to
kill his anxiety.
An hour had passed, when the doctor
came out of the room with a worried face and said “Logan, your grandfather
would like to speak to you.” He ran immediately into the room. Mark was there
with a pale face and could barely speak.
Logan could barely recognize him; his
eyes were only partially open. His pained breathing got slower and slower, and
it was right when there seemed like there was not going to be another breath
that Mark muttered: “Wear sun screen, my boy”.
Rebeca C.
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