― You must not tell anyone
"You should listen to your mom and go back to your home."
I watched Mrs. Summers as she busied herself with her paraphernalia. She just finished checking on me and gave me the right medicine for my fever. She offered my breakfast as part of my dietary pregnancy. We've been here for half an hour now but she never once brought her eyes on me except when she first came here.
I couldn't help but be worried about her actions.
"Is there a problem, Mrs. Summers?" I'm still on the bed. Her arms stopped moving as she stopped putting things on her bag. Or she's done with it already. She zipped her bag that contained medical stuff shut. "Is it my mom? Did she... force you to come here? I can talk to her. We can ask for a local doctor here to check on me, instead."
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