" Ginny ?" When Lord Harlow didn't hear a response he called Ginny again, if not for Ginny rushing inside the house and clutching his hand, he might have stood up straight from the bed only to knock against the sleeping Adrian on the floor.
" I am here father," Ginny placatingly spoke as she helped her father sit back down on the bed and then smoothed the frown that was etched on his face. " I was washing the vegetables outside when I replied to you, most probably you didn't hear me under the sloshing sound of the water."
Lord Harlow nodded before he settled down and laid down on the bed again, the weather was no longer as cold as it was in the morning but with his degrading body, even this much cold was hard to withstand. Ginny noticed her father trembling and hurried over to the small fireplace before she added more wood to it and stroked the flickering fire to burn brighter and hotter than before.
