Unordinary Human

“Martha, will he be safe now?” Catalina’s voice trembled.

With narrowed eyes, Martha looked at Billy. Then turned to look at Catalina’s face. Catalina’s tears fell more while her hands worked to compress Billy. She had wrapped Billy’s body tightly with a thick blanket.

The fire from the wood fireplace made the room hot. Catalina and Martha were sweating profusely. Catalina pushed the sofa where Billy was lying closer to the fireplace. She hoped that Billy’s temperature would increase soon.

The face of the man before her looked as pale as cotton. His lips were blue, and his eyes were tightly closed. His up and down breast was a sign that he was still alive.

“What’s the matter with you, honey? We definitely want to save him, but he’s just a stranger. You don’t have to be so sad. You are still recovering from Derk.”

“I know, Martha. Billy feels so close to my heart.”