A sharp pain in his chest. And a flicker of fear. <<Maybe Martha should drive home. Never been this bad before. That little run around the block to the library. Ugh.>>
Oh boy, Jonathan's chest pains are getting worst? This is not good.
His grandpa grimaced but then quickly hid the pain behind a smile. “Let’s go buddy. We’ll get ice cream later. After we talk.”
Time to have that talk with young Jon, than its off to the hospital for Grandpa.