I haven't seen Toby since the night we took him to the hospital. I don't know how he's doing.
I went to his house to pick up Gryphon, and take care of him while Toby is in the hospital. I'm dying to talk to him!
I sighed. I can't get coffee because I still don't have a car. It's a miracle my mom brought me groceries a when I got out if the hospital. Somehow, I've been surviving on the remains of the groceries and T.V. dinners.
I crutch into the kitchen and look around for some coffee. I manage to find some shitty instant coffee, but it'll have to do.
I brew it, sugar it, and put some ice in it and toss it in the blender.
Cool. A homemade frappé. I sip on it -- it tastes like watered down refried beans with a hint of sugar -- and look though the ads in a newspaper.
Something buzzes under all the scraps and newspapers. I search through the papers and find my phone. A number I don't recognize appears on the screen of my phone.
"Hello..?" I said cautiously. This could be a murderer for all I know.
"Hello! Is this Morgan?" a sweet old lady's voice rings out of my phone. It sounds a bit sad, though.
"Uh, yeah? Who is this?" I said.
"Oh! This is Toby's mom, Mrs. Turner." Mrs. Turner says.
Thank God! "Oh my God, how is Toby doing?" I sigh.
"Well..." her voice trails off. "Better?"
I can already feel the tears sprouting. "So he's... alive?"
"Oh yeah!" Mrs. Turner says. "But the doctors had him on this weird thing. Breath support?"
Oh God. "Had?!" I ask desperately.
"Toby-" her voice cracks, "is gone."
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