Chapter 48 Called him deceased

Christian spent more time sitting on his grandfather's death bed than anyone else. He knew something was wrong but he was too guileless to think of it anything as serious. In his mind, his grandpa would get better soon and they would go horse riding like he had promised. Master Joshua's eyes had sank in, his skin wrinkled and withered. Always tired and exhausted, his cough seemed to say a lot of alarms. It sounded painfully gruff and most deadly. Sometimes, he coughed out blood. Sometimes they had to pull Christian dragging kicking and crying out of the room. He never wanted to leave his grandpa. That was the only man he had ever known his whole life for as long as he could remember. Master Joshua taught him how to tie his shoes, how to use his table utensils, table manners, formal formalities. It was a hard enough job to separate Christian from his grandfather.