''But Harold, you cannot take a cold bath when you are this sick. You are running a temperature'' Lily told him. She noticed that his voice, when he spoke that it was constricted. As if he was trying to hold back something that clutched on to him.
Lily rushed into the bathroom to see that he was under the shower.
''You are going to get worse''. Lily said. ''Come out from under that shower''. She added. If only she knew that Harold's troubles had nothing to do with him being sick or whatever ailment she thought he would contact. It was far from it. She tried to pull him out of the shower, but before Lily knew what was happening, Harold pushed her against the wall, and held her in place.