18 Now when the child was grown, one day he went out to his father among the reapers.
19 Then he said to his father, “My head, my head!” So he said to his servant, “Carry him to his mother.”
20 So he picked him up and brought him to his mother. The child sat on her lap until noon, and then died.
21 She then went up and laid him on the bed of the man of God, shut the door on him and went out.
22 Then she called to her husband, and said, “Please send me one of the servants and one of the donkeys that I may run to the man of God and come back.”
23 But he said, “Why are you going to him today? It is neither New Moon nor Shabbat.” But she said, “It will be well.”
24 Then she saddled the donkey and said to her servant, “Move on! Don’t slow down riding unless I tell you.”