Burdens - Chapter 114: Seeking Help
Chapter 114: Seeking Help Roger had been hiding his face, hoping no one could see his reaction. Luckily for him, most of the other customers were paying more attention to their own group of friends than to him, and those that did turn over to look...
Burdens - Chapter 113: Acceptance
Chapter 113: Acceptance Roger thought he had not heard the lion correctly. "What did you say?" "There's a tumor in your brain," the lion repeated. The fox shook his head. "No way. It's just the flu." How would the lion know, anyhow? "I asked you...
Burdens - Chapter 112: Diagnosis
Chapter 112: Diagnosis "My headaches?" Roger asked. His mind blanked for a moment, and then he recalled what had been plaguing him all this time. "They're better today, though they were pretty awful recently. Been taking a lot of painkillers to get...
Burdens - Chapter 110: Caution
Chapter 110: Caution He fox had started off a little later that morning than they had liked. While Roger had felt a bit better now, he was still very fatigued, most likely from the lack of sleep. His head was not pounding that day, thankfully, so it...
Burdens - Chapter 109: Lapse
Chapter 109: Lapse When Roger woke up before school, his head had been throbbing. He rubbed it and went downstairs groggily, seeking pain medication to put it at ease. When he found it, he took it. He could swear he saw an odd shape in his eyes...
Burdens - Chapter 108: Deal
Chapter 108: Deal Roger's attention was brought back to his computer when he heard the notification pop up. His lion friend, Greg, had sent him a message, which seemed a bit more common than the fox sending any. The lion told the fox that he was...
Burdens - Chapter 107: Struggle
Chapter 107: Struggle The night was there, and then it was gone. Roger had been lying awake, unable to sleep for much longer than half an hour when he would awake to a pounding headache. The painkillers did their job to a point, but ultimately it was...
Simultaneous
There came a light rain surrounding the dull, grey building. A young, but not-so-young ferret walked in through the entrance, briefcase in hand. He had done this ritual many times, and it gave him a paycheck, so there was little to complain about. The...