look tired.
“That sounds better.
Rosa waved towards the stove.
“I left you soup.
Elena kissed the top of her grandmother’s silvery hair.
“How was your breathing today?”
“Good.
Elena looked at him sternly.
“The truth.
Rosa smiled.
“It was a bit worse this afternoon.
Elena closed her eyes.
He knew what that meant: more tests, more tests, more bills.
During the day, the
Hartwell worked for Medical Billing. In the evenings, he took a second job at events.
After rent, medicine and everyday expenses, you have little left
