Chapter 11

As soon as Luthan was told this news he rushed to the room where the man was staying.

He stood at the bed side, tears prickling his eyes as the man smiled. His body was frail and weak-looking like he might simply wither away in the wind the next second.

“Didn't anyone ever tell you not to look at sick people like that?” Stanley said still smiling. “Try to look happy to see me will you?”

Luthan shook himself and drew closer. “How did this happen?”

“It's a disease,” the man said. “Those things happen. You can't protect me from everything Luthan,” the man whispered. “Can you do me some good and not look at me as though you're already at my funeral.”

Luthan forced a smile and Stanley's grew wider. “Now will you introduce the lovely lady by your side?”

“This is Mary Lynn,” Luthan introduced. “The lady I told you about.”

“You didn't mention she was this pretty,” Stanley teased. “I feel stronger just looking at her.”

Mary Lynn smiled and drew closer to his bed. Stanley took her hand and drew
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