Storm
On our way to the children’s ward, Lulu was still so quiet. I knew what she was thinking about. I understood what she was feeling and why she felt like that. I understood the assignment and asked if she wanted to go to Olivia, the one who had been diagnosed with cancer. Sad news, but I was not happy another human being had to go through a difficult phase in life.
Holding Lulu’s hands, I gave it a gentle squeeze. We were almost there. When we finally stopped at the door to Olivia’s room, I softly knocked on it. A few seconds later, it opened and revealed the mother, I assumed.
“Hi. Is this Olivia’s room?” I just wanted to make sure.
Behind me, Lulu held my arm, letting me feel her anxiousness.
“Hello. Yes, this is. You are?” She politely asked with a smile. But behind that sm
