Luther Makes A Human Friend

LUTHER'S POV

As I lay on the bed, I imagined that Martin could have killed me if my dad hadn't come on time. By now, I might have been buried in a cold grave. The thought of me lying inside a casket covered with soil made me shudder in trepidation.

Since I have been in the hospital, my parents, Lilian, and Henry have come to see me virtually every day.

My dad and Henry never stayed more than twenty minutes whenever they come to visit me but my mom and Lilian stayed longer.

Lilian usually stayed up to an hour and sometimes almost two hours, however, my mom spent almost the whole day with me whenever she comes. Most times, she comes in the mornings and leaves late in the evenings.

From the first day, I was admitted to the hospital, I was too badly injured and weak to feed myself, so, my mom was spoon-feeding me.

However, when I got better in the subsequent days and could feed myself, my mom refused to allow me to feed myself and continued spoon-feeding me like a baby.

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