320\u2013Graham At My Door\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeline:\u00a0<\/p>\n
Iheld Bodhi in my arms while sitting on the couch, rocking back and forth. I tried to wake him by gently patting his cheek, but he did not respond.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBaxter, it is getting worse,\u201d I told him, noticing that Bodhi usually woke up right away, but this time it was different.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Baxter stared at me, then lowered himself closer.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI think I know how to wake him up,\u201d he uttered, though there was hesitation in his tone.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSay it. What is it? I will do it,\u201d I replied, ready to do anything for my child.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIt might not work, or it might. I am not sure, but let\u2019s just try,\u201d he whispered.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I was confused about what he meant. Then he suddenly reached up and touched my cheek.\u00a0<\/p>\n
A tear sat at the corner of my eye. I had been holding back my tears because I was tired of crying every time my child suffered.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He brushed that tear over Bodhi\u2019s eye. Then he reached for another tear on my other cheek and rubbed it gently over Bodhi\u2019s other eyelid. Moments later, Bodhi woke up.\u00a0<\/p>\n
2\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI do not understand,\u201d I said to Baxter. But as Bodhi got up and hugged me, my attention shifted from Baxter to Bodhi.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMommy, is he awake now? He suddenly fell asleep,\u201d Gina asked as she rushed in after hearing Bodhi\u2019s voice.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I put Bodhi down so he could talk to his sisters. They hugged him and asked what had happened, and he gave them the same answer each time.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He said he did not know. He only knew that he had been sleeping. There were no dreams, nothing.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBaxter, how did you know my tears would work?\u201d I asked, softly standing up from the couch to join him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI noticed it a few times. Whenever Bodhi fell down and you were near him, and your tears reached his eyelids, he woke up,\u201d he replied quietly, making sure the kids were not listening.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I knew Bodhi would panic if he thought something was wrong with him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cGuys,\u201d she called, knocking on the door and drawing our attention.\u00a0<\/p>\n
We both turned to her and noticed she was turning pale.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat is it?\u201d I asked in a worried tone.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI think we have a guest,\u201d she uttered, making me rush out of the room and straight to the front door.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The moment I opened it, I saw someone standing on the front porch, someone I no longer wanted to see.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat are you doing here, Graham?\u201d I grunted almost immediately.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I did not want to deal with these people anymore. They had caused me, my children, and Baxter pain, and I would never forgive them for it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI came here seeking help,\u201d Graham spoke, but the way he sounded felt less like he wanted help and more like he was showing something off. 1\u00a0<\/p>\n
I could not be sure what it was, or if he was just showing himself for some reason.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd what makes you think I will respond to your request?\u201d I asked, folding my arms across my chest.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThere is a child who is suffering, and I believe that if you are the good person you always claim to be, then you will help her,\u201d Graham replied, spreading his arms and placing his hands on the doorframe, blocking the outside view.\u00a0<\/p>\n
320\u2013Brathons At My Door\u00a0<\/p>\n
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I stepped back ins\u00a0<\/p>\n
retreating into the house.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Honestly, I could not understand his body language. Was he really here to ask for help, or was he here to cause trouble?\u00a0<\/p>\n
It felt like the latter, or like he was trying to seduce me. The thought did not make sense.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cLike I told you before, I do not know anything about the sickness I said, a hint of guilt in my voice.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I did not want to be someone who refused to help children. If anyone else had come instead of Graham, I would have helped without hesitation. But I had to say no before I began to regret it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd who told you I am a good person? I never claimed to be one,\u201d corrected him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He nodded, then stretched his neck and stepped away.\u00a0<\/p>\n
That was when Elgin arrived at the cabin, carrying Hailey in his arms.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cPlease, wake her up,\u201d he requested. Up until Elgin showed up with his daughter, I honestly thought this was some kind of trap set by Graham, a way to lure me somewhere just to make me suffer. But when I saw the little girl in Elgin\u2019s arms, something twisted inside me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Then I felt a gentle pat on my back. I turned to the side and saw Baxter standing there, giving me a small nod.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cFine. Bring her inside.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Finally, pushing my ego aside, I decided to help the child, but without letting them know how I was helping her. For the first time, the two of them walked into my home, my safe place.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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