After the call, Knoa stared at his father. He touched his forehead and shivered when he felt the heat. He then wiped his face and tried to carry his father, but they didn't even budge an inch.
Tired and catching his breath, Knoa slumped on the floor and lay beside his Papa. He played with his father's eyes, forcefully opening them with his thumb and index fingers, to check his pupils imitating the doctor he saw on TV.
When he got bored, he sat up and ran to the bedroom. He came back with a pillow and blanket. Then, he lifted his father's head to slip the pillow under and covered him in a blanket afterward. Knoa took his stuffed toy and lay back on the hard floor again.
He hugged his Papa and patted his forehead when he saw him grunting in sleep.
"Pain, pain, go away!" Knoa chanted, lifting half his body to kiss his father on the forehead. He remembered how his father took care of him whenever he was sick, so he mimicked it.
