Home is me
A week had gone by, and neither of them had woken up yet. Matter of fact both of their health was declining by the day, and bits of me were attaching itself to Adam. That's why I was always in his ward again, waiting for some sign of life.
Wake up, please.
### Chapter 3
A month has gone by since the incident. Adam had been in a coma for a week and in recovery for a month. My grandmother's condition, however, worsened. She had been diagnosed with stage 4 lung cancer. As an ex-soldier, I expected nothing less. She was in for a battle with herself.
It had spread so rapidly that saving her was completely off the table. This too was not new at all. Many elderly individuals and even middle-aged folk died before their time because of the harsh chemicals we are all surrounded by daily.