" Lana, right ?" He politely asked me...
" yes , sir" I replied..
" oh , enough of formality , I am no longer in the military, you can call me Walter.. That my son , Dylan that looks like me is youngest and my favorite among my 3!sons...He whispered as if someone might got jealous .
Can you walk me in his room?
I nod, since I am already finished my shift....As we continued to walk, he keeps on talking..
You see Lana, he is my only son who go to military.... His mother very hate the idea of Dylan joining the military. She wishes that all my children will just become a CEO running her own family business, sitting and sipping coffee with phony people... But my son Dylan, is more like me, he wants adventure , real action in life , so I support him . A big suppor when he enters the military...
And this is the worst dream rather a reality that my wife is talking about... My son getting into war amd almost killed....
That is why my wife seldom visits, she cannot look in our boy lying there with all the tubes...
She is blaming me for everything...I am old now and its very difficult for me to travel back and forth to the city, I needed a place to stay...the nearest hotel is around 30 mins travel and I hate to stay there by myself...
I overheard you and your friend last week , I mean, I dont mean to eavesdrop but both of you are laughing too much that got my attention.... I saw a newly built house for rent there..I know you've notice it, its
Just a walking distance from
Here.. a 10 Minutes walk if I am younger like
you. I know you are also looking for a place, then perhaps we could share it... Its a three bedroom unit, just enough space for us.. I will be using the 2 rooms
Converting it into a bigger room, then the other room is yours...
Dont you worry about the share that you will pay it , it will be divided by 3 as if we are three persons .
I am asking you because you are a nurse , somehow if. And only if He wakes up, I needed someone to atleast look after him, not as a nurse but as a friend... I am watching you for 2 months , I know you have a sympathy for wounded soldiers... I saw you cried when one your patients died....
If he wakes up, a lot of rehab will be done and more time here in the hospital. And I should
Be with my son until he gets fully recovered, mentally and physically...
Please Lana, everything will be at your control
of the place . I just needed the room for me and my son.. if you are unease or unhappy I will move out and pay my share.
YOU ARE READING
Passion of a Soldier
Romance( completed) He tried to open his eyes but it feels so heavy , he to move his hands , commanding his mind to do, but he failed... He cannot feel anything... But he can hear voice, the voice of a woman, he can smell her perfume, too familiar now and...