He is a bad Man

Emma didn't wait for Rowland to make another word when she took her phone and made a transfer to him, $1000. She walked out on him and went to check on Albert.

The little fellow laid on his bed. His eyes pale with a yellowish skin. Emma wondered why Albert's condition was so severe. She had seen a few people who are sickle cell as well, they weren't looking so terrible like Albert.

He looked like a Child with jaundice. But she hoped besides being sickle cell, no other underlying illness.

She smiled at him "how are you feeling baby?" Emma asked, bending over and kissing his chin. The little boy sat up and smiled back at his mother.

His cheeks are slightly chubby with pale lips. His hands and legs were thin and he didn't look like a boy of four. His growth looked stunted and malnourished.

"Mummy" Albert called, holding Emma's hand. The latter answered, smiling at him and urging him to say whatever he wanted to say.

"I want to see my daddy," Albert requested. He didn't