Alex’s POV

“Do you want them to poke me?” she challenged me and I laughed.

“You do need the needle to be alright.” I said to her and she shook her head, she looked like she was going to disagree.

“I can’t be alright, the doctor and everybody says so,” she said with so much certainty that even I wanted to believe it, but who told a child that they were going to die?”

“What is your name?” I asked and she smiled, she was a pretty child and now that I thought of it, she did look sick. Her honey blonde locks hung limply on her head and her...