Chapter ６６

Sure enough, Carrie's hand is pulling my sleeve.

"Carrie?" I am a little surprised. This is the first time she pulled my sleeve. However, I waited for a long time and didn't see her doing any more actions. Maybe it is just an accident. I turn off the light and adjusted the quilt for Carrie by my side. At this moment, I realized that my hand is caught by Carrie. I don't know if it is Carrie Smith's unconscious movement, so I didn't speak but I look at her in the dark.

What I didn't expect was that Carrie is drawing in my palm, and she is writing! "Sister!"

I recognized the word and opened my mouth in shock. Can Carrie write? Isn't she vegetative?

"Stop talking!" Carrie wrote again.

I swallowed back what I am about to say, but I’m really shocked. In the dark, I almost stared at Carrie beside me. My brain was already in a dead state. What was going on? Did Carrie pretend all this time?

Carrie didn't move, but her fingers moved slowly and firmly across my palm.