CHAPTER EIGHTY SIX

MANNY

Manny refrained from seeing anyone since that day at Andrew's house. She managed to survive through the week with nothing but her tears.

She refused to put anything down her throat. There was no comforting her as all she did was cry, sleep then cry again.

To see that she was going through a hard time and not be there for her was torment for Josie. She'd leave food at her door every day, in hopes that she'd take it. But she always came back disappointed, meeting the food exactly the way she'd left it.

She was worried that if Manny didn't take something, she wouldn't be able to push out her child.

As usual, Josie went upstairs to get the tray of food she'd left for Manny and like always, it was untouched.

She knocked at the door, waiting for any sign of response to know if her friend was still alive.

“Manny? Are you okay?" Josie stayed a long time waiting. She heard murmurs of incoherent words and she breathed out, relieved.

She carried the tray back to the kitchen