George Gets Beaten

"Dad..." My cry was one of sheer panic. "Dad!" This desperate scream made everyone feel suffocated, even George was shaken and hurriedly dialed for an ambulance.

Tears filled the house as my mother, Angel, and I cried together. When the ambulance arrived, Monica rushed up, quickly grasping the situation. I handed my mother and daughter to her and followed the ambulance to the hospital as fast as I could, while the paramedics busied themselves with emergency care.

Trembling, I managed to dial Joy's number. As soon as he answered, I burst into tears, "Please get a doctor, my dad..."

"Which hospital?" Joy asked directly.

"First People's Hospital!"

"Okay!"

He hung up, and I clung to that sliver of hope.

My father was rushed into the emergency room, and I collapsed against the wall, sliding down to the floor, overwhelmed by grief. They had raised me, and I hadn't yet fully repaid their kindness. I prayed desperately for his recovery.