She Was Fading

Dying.

I sat in a waiting room for three hours. Delilah was sick. She had a family; a mom, a dad, and even a big brother. Even though no one would tell me anything I didn’t leave.

I called back at the apartment and told everyone what was going on. Roon said he was going to come by and talk to me.

It took him ten minutes to get to the hospital and in his arms was baby Gabriel. “We know her because she stays at St. Mercy like Gabe does.” He confessed.

“I didn’t know she was so sick.”

“She’s not sick. She’s dying.” He whispered as he cradled his baby.