Chapter 13

Life had suddenly gone still and I seemed to be the only one that existed. Dad died three days ago and my sense of living seemed to have died with me. I couldn’t muster up the energy in me to do the simple things of life any more. Duke and Dr Martin had found me lying across Dad’s chest. I held on to him for so long that they had to pry me off him when the Dieners came to pick him up. It had been a struggle. My mind would not believe that Dad was going away for good.

I didn’t stay behind to watch them cart him away. I may have struggled with them too and not allowed them to do their job, instead as soon as they successfully got me off him, I walked straight to my room and shut the door behind me and I haven't opened it since then.

I’ve had multiple people that I didn’t bother to identify come up to my door and knock asking me if I was okay but I didn't utter a word. Somehow, Duke managed to open the door to my room but he didn’t say a word, just rolled in a cart of food and kept it