"Who is the stupid clown shouting outside?" Dante spat angrily as he stood up. "I'll be back." He said to Elijah who nodded and left.
"Okay." He said, then turned back toward Karen. He had wanted to ask what the progress was in being forgiven by Katie.
He knows from experience that Dante must be going crazy with pain and weakness. Sighing, he tucked the sheet in around Karen as he took his position back of staring at her face. This has been his position for days and he is not feeling weak or tired in any way. It was just as though, Karen was supporting and strengthening him.
"I don't know the demons you're fighting, Karen, but I want you to overcome. I have a lot to make up for and I hope you'll give me the opportunity to do just that." He whispered as he ran a hand across her lips. They were dry. He turned and took the bowl from the side table and dipped a spoon inside it carefully, then placed it on her dry lips.