Chapter 75
- ♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Calisto ⋅• ♱
- "Daddy! Daddy! Do you think Asra will like these flowers?" Loren asked me for the thousandth time and all I could do was smile as he leaned on my shoulder and let the doctor put that gigantic needle in his little arm.
- It should hurt.