Candle In The Wind

Chapter Eighteen

“Celeste is declining, Cal,”

Kent said with an expressionless face, “patients in her state tend to not make any progress but she does, and it’s negative. She’s pulling away every day.”

I shook my head. “No, no, no,”

I whispered, “this is not how it’s supposed to go.”

Kent ignored my rambling chants. “You have to tell Ardley soon. Or I will.”