Chapter 21

DAMIEN

I began to hear murmuring from all sides. "President Flores,'' their eyes were piercing through my skin.

I was becoming impatient with the delay in the queue when someone tapped me on my shoulder.

"Mr Flores, your attention is needed."

"Yes, I know but I haven't made the payment yet. Tell them to start attending to my wife." I turned and faced the queue.

"I am not talking about your wife."

"Then what are we talking about?"

"President Flores was just rushed in here."

I felt like my ear drums were not functioning well.

"What did you say?"

"Come with me please," I followed the nurse even though my legs were wobbling. I managed it that way.

We entered the intensive care unit and I was shocked to see my father with an oxygen mask inserted into his nostrils. The paper on my hand fell off.

I rushed towards him and kept shaking him, "Father! Father! Dad!" there was no response.

"Mr Flore, your father had a terrible accident but we believe he will be revived soon."

I couldn