Chapter Sixty-Eight

Author's point of view

It was the weekend, and Noah had left for his family house, as he had promised to go see his father.

He told Isabelle before leaving so she could stay with Tootie till he got back.

Getting there, his father welcomed him warmly.

“It's so good to see you, Dad.” Noah smiled as he shook his father, and his father smiled.

“You too, son. You look so healthy, and that is very good.” His father laughed a little, looking happy that Noah was finally healing gradually.

Noah's father is a Doctor, and he is so good at his profession that he is a doctor and a scientist who invented vaccines to treat sick people.

“Yes, Dad,” Noah answered, not stopping to smile. He was glad to see his father because it had been a while since he had seen him.

“You still see those things in your dream?” He asked Noah.

“I'm good now, although I still see those things, but it doesn't come as a shock anymore,” Noah answered.

“And the lady in your dream? Have you seen her face or seen someon