The relentless sun pounded against his
limbs, scorching his exposed flesh. It was maddening to be left
exposed to the elements. Granted, he could eat, but due to his
dehydration he couldn't get enough strength from it.
“Why?” he cried out in anguish.
“Why have I been left here? Am I to just die? Is that it?” No
answer was forthcoming.
Lifeless and limp, he succumbed to his
pains, death had finally come.
“Oh, damn!” Ching sighed after
dropping her bags on the floor of her living room, “I've let
another plant die. I give up … “
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