Novels by christopherfrancis14

While Helen was at the cafeteria, she ordered for a bottle of water for Davin, then for herself she got coffee and sandwich which she had to eat there. She already felt tired and a little bit shaken by the travel they had taken to get all the way to the hospital, nevertheless she didn’t like hospital that much because it brought back memories of her past. While eating, Davin phone began to ring in her bag, he had given it to Helen to keep it safe in her bag. She had thought at first that it was one of Davin’s associates calling because of business but her thoughts were wrong when she brought out the phone from her bay to see that it was an unknown caller with no caller ID at all. It wasn’t her phone neither was it her call so she saw no reasons to pick up the call, her plans was to quickly finish up the sandwich and then head to the waiting room to give Davin his call, she resumed eating her sandwich will the phone kept ringing until it stopped ringing. There was no way of her kn

Helen and Davin both had unsaid words that lingered but they were most especially weighed down by Davin’s mother current situation. They sat at the waiting room quietly while Maya had excused herself to the cafeteria. The sedative were still kicking in Margrets’s blood stream as she slowly recovered from it, the sudden news of her sickness and then the transfer from one to hospital to another even made them question the severity of her sickness, was she deteriorating in health yet the doctors kept it a secret? Many thoughts ran through Davin’s mind, what did the nurse mean by she was only stable for a while? “Davin-I guess we should go eat something” “I am not hungry” Davin replied absentmindedly and then returning to his thought “You won’t seat there and tell me that-I won’t watch you keep thinking about thing you can’t change” Helen objected in a calm and soft way “I could changed all of this, by not allowing it to happen in the first place” Davin replied looking H

“Davin! Helen!” she called out, her voice loud enough to attract the attention of other visitors. “I heard about Mom. Is she okay?”“Maya,” Davin said, keeping his voice steady. “What are you doing here?”“I came to support my family,” she said, tilting her head slightly. “Isn’t that what family does?”Helen shot Davin a look, and he felt the tension rise between them. “Support?” he echoed, doubt lacing his tone. “Or to make sure everyone knows you’re here?”Maya laughed, a sound that felt more like a challenge. “Oh, come on. I know you’re not happy about my wedding plans, but can we not turn this into a competition? This is about Mom.”“Right. Let’s just focus on her,” Davin said, frustration boiling beneath the surface. “But don’t pretend that you aren’t looking for attention.”“Seriously, Davin?” Maya shot back, her voice sharp. “You think I’m here for a show? I’m worried about her too, you know.”“You have a funny way of showing it,” he replied, crossing his arms.“Enough,” Helen

Davin sat at the dinning table, a half-finished cup of coffee in front of him, flipping through a stack of paperwork from work. The morning sun streamed through the window, casting a warm glow, but a sense of unease gnawed at him. Just then, Helen burst into the room, her face a mix of urgency and concern.“Davin! We need to talk,” she said, her voice tight with anxiety.He looked up, instantly alert. “What’s wrong?”“It’s your mother. I just got a call from the hospital. She’s seriously ill,” Helen said, her words tumbling out in a rush. “They’re flying her out of Arctic City for specialized medication.”Davin’s heart sank. “What do you mean, ‘seriously ill’? What’s going on?”“They didn’t give me all the details, just that she needs immediate treatment,” Helen replied, her eyes brimming with concern. “They’re arranging a private jet to get her to the mainland for the best care.”“Why didn’t they call me?” he asked, rising from the table, the papers scattering as he stood.“I think t

As they finished their ice cream, Mia let out a satisfied sigh, her face smeared with chocolate and mint. Davin couldn’t help but chuckle at her delight. “You’ve got a bit of ice cream on your nose, kiddo,” he teased, reaching over with a napkin.Mia giggled, swiping at her nose with the back of her hand. “It’s part of the experience!” she declared with the seriousness of a gourmet critic. “Then I suppose I’m not allowed to clean you up,” Davin replied, exchanging a knowing glance with Helen. The sun shone brightly overhead, and the market was a riot of colors and sounds. Families milled about, vendors called out their wares, and the laughter of children filled the air. The moment felt suspended in time, a perfect snapshot of happiness that Davin wished could last forever.“Let’s take a stroll down by the river after this,” Helen suggested, finishing her ice cream. “I heard they have a small arts and crafts fair set up along the walkway.”“Great idea! Mia, what do you think?” Davin

The next morning, Davin stirred awake, his thoughts drifting back to the previous night’s adventures. He felt a warmth in his chest, a comforting reminder of the laughter and connection he had shared with Helen. As he stretched and yawned, he could hear the faint sounds of Mia playing in the backyard.After quickly showering and dressing, Davin made his way to the kitchen. The rich aroma of fresh coffee greeted him, and he poured himself a cup, savouring the first sip. Just then, Helen appeared, her hair tousled and eyes still sleepy.“Good morning, sleepyhead,” he said, a smile breaking across his face.“Good morning,” she replied, stifling a yawn. “Last night was amazing. I can’t believe how much fun we had.”“I know! We need to do that more often,” he said, taking another sip of coffee. “It was nice to reconnect.”Helen smiled, the warmth of his words wrapping around her like a cozy blanket. “So, what’s on the agenda for today? More adventures?”“Definitely! I thought we could take