Chapter 51

"Isn't that him?"

"He rides a bike, too?"

"I can't believe he's actually moving around like that."

When I looked around, I noticed some passers-by staring; nevertheless, they quickly moved on.

"Alright?" My brow furrowed in consternation as I secured the bicycle.

Since I hadn't been to the children's hospital lately, I decided to visit them first thing that morning.

I asked for a couple dozen flowers to be chosen at random.

The flower shop worker seemed taken aback to see me. Which was odd because I regularly bought flowers for the kids from him.

"Uh, is everything all right?" I asked.

"Huh? Oh yeah, well,” he said hesitantly, "Everything is... swimmingly OK."

What was up with his odd behavior?

I had to have a look at that.

I didn't want to be nosy, though. After picking the flowers, I rode off on my bike. How I would