Her lips were pale and her breathing was a bit faint. Her body seems to get weaker and weaker as days goes by.
"Stacy! Please! You have to go to the hospital. your condition is now becoming worst!" Johnny pleads Stacy who was sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Johnny, I can still manage. Besides, you know what will happen once Silver finds me right?" she explained.
"But Stacy!"
"Johnny, I'll be fine." She smiled barely. "By the way Johnny, I would like to asked you a favor."
"What is it?" he dimly responded.
"I need you to help Miss Sherry trace her roots. but the thing is, I only have her child's picture. Would you be able to do that just by using an old photo?"
"I'll try. Where is the photo?"
"It's inside my bag." She was about to stand up but Johnny stopped her.
