Chapter 71 Feeling Better
- N A S H
- “Texas, do you hear me?” I hollered as the hairstylist was drying up his hair while the stylist was putting on his clothes for him. “Texas! Hey!” I slapped his cheeks softly, trying to put some senses into him.
- Texas seemed to have sobered up a little bit after the shower and after the hot coffee that he had taken, yet he was still crying and mumbling Idris’ name.