17 But, as Elisha had said, at about that time the following year she gave birth to a son.
18 Some years later, at harvest time, the boy went out one morning to join his father, who was in the field with the harvest workers.
19 Suddenly he cried out to his father, “My head hurts! My head hurts!”“Carry the boy to his mother,” the father said to a servant.
20 The servant carried the boy back to his mother, who held him in her lap until noon, at which time he died.
21 She carried him up to Elisha's room, put him on the bed and left, closing the door behind her.
22 Then she called her husband and said to him, “Send a servant here with a donkey. I need to go to the prophet Elisha. I'll be back as soon as I can.”
23 “Why do you have to go today?” her husband asked. “It's neither a Sabbath nor a New Moon Festival.”“Never mind,” she answered.