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re1983ist ([info]re1983ist) wrote,
@ 2010-12-06 08:57:00

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“Yes?”
“I don't want to go back to the Bears
“You don't have toYou can go somewhere else
“But I can't stay here?”
“No
There was a little hitch in her breathingI was glad it was darkNo one could see the tears that
started rolling down my faceI had no free hand to wipe them away, so I let them fall onto my
shirt
We finally reached the end of the tunnelThe sunlight streamed from the mouth of the hospital,
reflecting off the dust motes dancing in the airI could hear Doc murmuring inside
“That's very good,” he was saying“Keep thinking of detailsYou know your old address–your
name can't be far behind, eh? How does this feel? Not tender?”
“Careful,” I whispered
Kyle paused at the edge of the arch, Sunny still clinging to his side, and motioned for me to go
first
I took a deep breath and walked slowly into Doc's placeI announced my presence in a low,
even voice
The Healer's host started and gasped out a little shriek
“Just me again,” I said reassuringly
“It's Wanda,” Doc reminded her
The woman was sitting up now, and Doc was sitting beside her with his hand on her arm
“That's the soul,” the woman whispered anxiously to Doc
“Yes, but she's a friend
The woman eyed me doubtfully
“Doc? You've got a few more visit


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