I stared at Alvin, unable to alter a single word.

It isn't because my mouth was too heavy for me to say anything, but the fact that I wanted to believe that Alvin is at least being serious.

Does he really not want me to leave? And also not take his son along?...

I was just about to speak. When we heard Ian screaming out for us...

Immediately Alvin and I both ran downstairs together and on the ground, we met father unconscious..

"Dad!,".. Alvin ran past me...

I came pulling Ian away..

Alvin held his dad's hands and slowly caressed it, as he tried to get him to wake...