“Hi," I whisper. He peels off my hands and turns toward the aisle. "Please don't make this any harder than it already is," he whispers back.”
“what did you hear? I whisper. He turns around and whispers back. Two people whispering.”
“Please," I whisper. "Please don't make do this. Don't make me choose.”
“You,” he whispered, “in my bed.”… “Yeah,” I whispered back. “With you.”
“Pressing my head to his heart, I listened hard, straining to hear any gurgle or murmur of life. Hearing nothing, I felt the shock settle into my mind, slowing it down and then turning it off."Don't leave me, Noah. Please, don't go," I whispered into the darkness as the light spray of rain touched my face.If only I could turn back time.I would tell him yes.”
“Please don't let Daddy die Susie," he whispered. "I need him.”