Chapter 12 e Cost

As Aster and Lot came to the bedside, Iggy stood at the foot of the bed, and peered down at the couple while they still slept. They were old. He crooked his head, wondering what it would be like to grow old. Their bedside table was completely hidden under half full medicine bottles, and he thought, would I just get sick, too? He gazed at the pictures hanging around the room of the two happily smiling together in exotic places; deserts and oceans, mountains and farms. The depression weighed on him very suddenly. He wouldn’t see such days with Emi. He wouldn’t grow old. He wouldn’t go anywhere as beautiful as the garden had been. He was stuck this way for the end of his very short days. His time was dwindling… He looked at the couple again, and imagined just what the virus could do for them.