A Mother’s War
He slid the letter into his pocket.
“Anything?” Sonia asked, catching the movement.
“Ohhh, th-aat?” He stuttered, forcing a shaky laugh.
“It’s the receipt from the hospital,” he muttered, his hands trembling.
“Austin, are you good?” Sonia asked, frowning.
“Yes, yes. I’m alright.”
“But your hands are shaking.”
“Oh thh-aa-tt,” he said, forcing another laugh. “It’s just hot in here.”
“Sorry, I’ll switch on the air conditioner.”
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