His Wife

 ----*****----The night was bleak, the sky, gray and overcast. The phone call from the hospital has woken Nathaniel Carter from a sound slumber. His son Kenneth and daughter Olivia lay alongside him on his king-size bed. His wife Natasha has been admitted to hospital for over two weeks falling in the state of coma at the cost of a terrible car accident, because of her critical state Natasha has been placed in the intensive care unit as a precaution.Matters, however, had quickly gone bad, complicated by the fact that Natasha's spine had been broken followed with six of her ribs which had pierced her lungs cutting her short of air making her slip into coma faster. After two weeks sitting by her bedside, Dr. Quentin had sent him home promising to immediately contact Nathaniel if there appear to be any change. Now he was proving true to his word."Mr. Carter, could you

  "ARE YOU by any chance intoxicated?" Nathaniel quacks his brow up at her sudden suggestion.Samantha had fully expected an argument. Nathaniel was proud. Begin forced to accept her help, or anyone's for that matter went against his independent nature and value... That he'd been forced to relay on her and his parents in the past few months was difficult enough."I've given the matter a good deal of thought," Samantha responded being ignorant of the question a while ago.A sigh escapes Nathaniel's lips in total frustration. "I appreciate the offer, but I can't accept or agree with your suggestion." He said flashing a brief sad smile."The children aren't adjusting well and you know it." Samantha openly implied, already frustrated with his bickering."H

NATHANAEL jack up at the banging sound coming from the hallway. He groans already having an idea of what the nuisance could be.Stretching off the bed, hands above his head, letting out a long yawn. An ache ran through his whole body-due to the event which had occurred last night.Kenneth unusually threw out a tantrum, but Nathaniel's disapproval concerning the kid's growing appetite for a nightly snack-brought a whole new act of annoyance, as Kenneth refused to lay in bed.Unfortunately, Nathaniel gave up complying with the little boy's demand-at the rate of almost losing the remaining sanity he'd left.Whirl his eyes towards the clock on the stand by the bedside, Nathaniel's eyes widen at the time-9:15 am!Curse repeatedly while pulling on his shirt. It was not sur

  SAMANTHA BITE her lower lip, twirling the tip of her hair averting her gaze back at the window, viewing the street side.Not once had she heard his approaching footstep. He came in like a ghost, giving no signal for awareness."How long have you been there?" She murmured dreading the next word that were to come out from his mouth.She was unable to hear his reply as Kenneth jovial voice interrupted their conversion, he round around the kitchen island frolicking happily."Dad has a surprise for you." He said, grinning widely with his finger linked together as she swell it by his side.Samantha brow raise in question. "Really? You guys went shopping for me?" She asked feigning astonished as she caught sight on a box of cupcake engraved 'Freddy's cu

  CHUGGING DOWN an entire glass of milk. Nathaniel sigh in contentment wiping his lips with the back of his hand. Finally he felt a little bit of relief. The night unfortunately wasn't helpful and dreamy as he'd expected to be; the familiar pains of the past caught up with him.A sigh escape his lips again, his gaze narrow center on the now growing garden. Samantha and Kenneth had really done a job well-done. Maybe he'd head to the closet store around; probably Mrs. Andrew's store. The finest gift one would wish for, would be transported right here.The sunny ray of sun hitting right at the garden, bringing the flowery scenery. It delivered a great sense of comfort-it felt homey. And indeed it was, that Nathaniel was grateful for.The vibration coming from his phone on the island draw