Vivian crossed his arms.
“You should have thought of it before you got sick.”
That was enough.
I pushed the door and walked in.
My suitcase fell to the ground.
Derek dropped his cup.
Vivian took a hand to his chest.
Clara looked at me like I was seeing a ghost.
“Michael...”
I crossed the yard and knelt next to my wife.
He felt much weaker than he remembered and had a slight smell of bleach, medicine and wet clothes.
People and society
“I’m here, honey.”
She kept repeating my name.
Vivian immediately began to insist that things were not what they seemed.
He accused Clara of becoming unbearable after falling ill.
To demand money.
From breaking things.
Even stealing jewelry.
I looked directly at the hummingbird pendant around my mother's neck.
Foreign currency and currency exchange
“Like that?”
Vivian covered it with his hand.
Clara told me that she had tried to sell the necklace to pay for a visit to the doctor.
