Benjamin returned to Southeast Asia, and the unfamiliar climate combined with his trouble sleeping quickly made him ill after two days.
"My head feels heavy, like someone hit me," the little girl said in a tearful voice over the video call. "Mommy, Benjamin feels terrible. Please come and hold me."
"Where's your Daddy?" Delphine's heart sank the moment she saw the little girl's flushed face on the screen. She worried it might be a fever and asked Ignatius anxiously as she fidgeted nervously.
"Daddy doesn't care about Benjamin." Benjamin's large black grape-like eyes shimmered with tears, and she fought hard to keep them from falling.
"Then go find Grandpa Butler and tell him you're sick, okay?" Delphine started pacing back and forth in the living room, unable to calm her racing thoughts.
"Alright, Benjamin will go downstairs now." Holding the phone tightly, the little girl's footsteps tapped against the floor as she made her way downstairs. Soon, the call ended.
