Chapter 95 ESTHER IS DYING

It was a month later that I got Deborah’s call.

“Paul, you have to find a way to see Esther. She is dying.”

“What?” I screamed into the phone. “What do you mean?”

Esther had called me two days back, and I had asked if she was feeling well. She had answered vaguely, claiming that she was just tired.

“She is dying, Paul,” Deborah said.

“What’s wrong with her?”

“She has been bleeding. It’s none stop. We have gone to the all the hospitals in town but it hadn’t stopped.”

“Did something cut her body?” I asked. “Why is she bleeding?”

“Her menstrual cycle,” Deborah said. “It hadn’t stopped for two weeks. Nobody knows what’s going on. The doctors checked and say there was nothing wrong with her that is causing the bleeding, and yet the flow keeps increasing day by day. We don’t know what to do. None of the medications is working.”

“Where are you now?” I asked.

“Family Private Hospital,” she said. “Do you know where it is?”

“Yes.”

It’s the most expensive private hospital in town. Mos