"I never thought about it." Hank Clegg was just staring at the ceiling, pondering what it would be like if his father would join him for his ablutions as well.
He wasn't as precocious as Franklin Clegg, nor did he ponder as much.
Franklin Clegg turned over too, and he was looking at the ceiling as well: "I will definitely play chess with him, bathe with him, play ball with him. If he falls sick, I want to take him to the hospital. when he gets an injection, I want to cover his eyes so that he does not get scared…"
"I'm not afraid of injections." Hank Clegg very unromantically interrupted Franklin Clegg, turning to look at him, "Are you scared?"
Franklin Clegg was stunned.
"I'm not scared." He answered somewhat regretfully and then snappishly, "I've never been afraid of injections!"
Now it was Hank Clegg's turn to be stunned. From Franklin Clegg's last words, it sounded like he was gritting his teeth...
It seemed that he was truly afraid of injections.
