Life was hectic after my mother died. I remember being ten when she passed away leaving me with my younger sister Zoya who was only five. She doesn't even know what her mother looked like. After her death father was devastated. He made me go through books on medicine saying I should grow up to be a better doctor than him or anyone else. I think he blamed himself for mom's death even though her illness was unknown. He thought he could save her.
I remember him leaving me with grandma to get some medicinal herbs from the town over. He told me that he might have found a remedy for mother's illness. The trip should have taken three days but instead, he came back in a week.
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"Daddy, how long will it take for you to come back?" I asked in my little voice, one with little power. I suppressed my emotions, the sadness I felt while attending to my sickly mother.
"I'll be there as fast as I can. I need to gather money to pay for the herb since it's quite costly. Tell me how your mother's doing?" He spoke hurriedly.
"She has a fever," unable to hold back anymore I shiver on the stool. The telephone embedded into the wall was hard for me to reach without help. "Please daddy, help mama."
He understood the hurt in my voice.
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Was everything to be fine if my father came back faster? Who knows if the remedy would have worked.
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The door slammed open as the large figure rushed in. Father's presence awoke shock into the ones surrounding the bedridden women.
"My dear." He hurried over with sweat running down his temples. A glass bottle with purple liquid danced in its enclosure. He grabbed her pale, fragile hands and knelt to level to her.
I couldn't do anything but shiver with tears. My little sister who had no knowledge of what was going on tugged my shirt with her stuffed bunny in the other hand. She looked confused but I couldn't stand seeing her in my state. Grandma stood over the laying woman with both hands covering her mouth.
"Dear, say something." Father pleaded to mother with tears. "Darling. Look I have this. It will help you. Screw the doctors they know nothing of what you've been through. Drink it. You'll feel better."
Nothing.
"Please...say something...love..."
Yo =_= been a while. Lowkey struggling with life and school. And um... SAT is really scaring me and I wanna do good on that. I was never a good multitasker or time manager so I can't guarantee consistent updates or even possibly finishing this story. Got a long way to go. I just wanted to share Sam's story because you guys don't get much of him and his life.
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