I Knew You Would Come Back
A quiet, burning rage moved through Marcus as he read the report.
But he kept his composure, fully, in front of his daughter.
“Am I sick, Daddy?” Lily asked, when the nurse had stepped out.
“No, baby,” Marcus said.
“You’re not sick at all.” “Then why did I feel so funny?” He sat down beside her and took her small hands in his.
“Because someone put something in your drink that should never have been there,” he said.
“The doctors are helping us now.