May,14,Thursday, 5:25,pm
"I'm home love!"i call out,from the door,where has she gone?
"In the kitchen,"she says,
I go in the kitchen to find her siting at the small dining table,
"Hello love,are you still feeling ill?"
"No,not so much now,"
"Verey good,"
I was starting to worrie she had been feeling il for almost three weeks now,
But i could not pay the doctor,
"My father came by today."she says,
"Oh yes?"
"He thinks i should see a doctor,with all the illness around,"she says,
"I wish you could love,but we just don't have the money,"i say helpless
It was true i've been looking for new work.
"Father said he would pay the doctor"
I look down at the flore,i did not like the thought that i needed help to take care of her,but if it ment helping her,
"Okay,how soon can you see him?"
"In the morning,"
"At least you won't wait too long,"
i don't bring up the fact someone,her or her father had planed this days ago,she could not get a doctor so quick,
I walk over to her kiss her cheek.
"I just hope you feel better soon,"
"Me too."
"Shall i make us supper?"i ask.
"Yes please,"
I try not to worry about her while i cook for us,
i had tryed to believe this was nothing,it may stil be,but i could not see her die,never,
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