Twenty

"We have to get back to school sooner. Hop on my back."

"No, I'll manage."I had a brace on my knee and I limped. My dislocated limb was also bandaged. I couldn't walk well but I also can't picture him carrying me.

"You won't."He lifted me up himself and backed me. I felt weak.

"Hold on tight"He began to move. "First, I'll get you new glasses. So the eye clinic first. Then we go to school. We can't do all while you leap. "

"You can get new glasses. My frame is expensive. Besides how did you pay the bills?"

He flashed a golden card across my face. Wow! He's rich.

"How did you get that? You don't work."

"I have it okay? Stop asking questions and rest."

"Don't get new glasses. I'll ask my uncle to..."

"Hush, rest."

When we got to the clinic, my frame was changed into the exact one that broken. I was awed when he paid. The frame worth half a million bucks. 

"You're rich?"

"Not really."He winced.