C38 Chapter 38

Ajit

Looking at my recumbent wife my conscience trickled and my vision blurred. My feet gave up unable to stand her quiescent form and I sink to floor. A few people came around me absorbing my fading profile. They pitied and whispered some consoling words while others just looked at me with compassion. One of them dialled the hospital number requesting for an ambulance as I became immotile