Cool Warm Breeze

by No Fate 1990

In this poem, Hazel reflects upon Augustus' short life. She tries to stay alive for their son.

9. A Brutal Good Morning Wake Up Call

Time Period: An alternate universe

Hazel's p.o.v

Hot and sweaty, I awaken from my nightmare. "Hazel, why are you hyperventilating?" Gus asks

wrapping his arms around me. "Gus, I had a terrible nightmare. I dreamt that you died before

Joseph was born. I was a single mother. I died later on when Joseph was a child" I recount

sobbing. Gus kisses my big swollen stomach. "We are going to see Joseph grow up. We are

going to grow old together" my husband assures me.