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fannishlissI'll still consider these as spoilers until Tuesday. :)
The Grief Counselor is named Kim Schortz. Her drabble is behind the cut. :)
Kim could read the signs. Denial was clear as a bad EEG. A coma offered hope; brain death, none.
Denial led to anger, hostility. She didn’t follow the man with the king of hell in his trunk. “Prayer changes things,” Kim’s priest always said. Kim dealt more with the done deal, but prayer never hurt.
“Blessed Guardian Angels, attend this man in his hour of need. Use me, make me the instrument of your saving grace....”
A high-pitched whine split her ears, ground at her bones. Kim’s world dissolved into cold Angelic fire, and the noise somehow said thank you.
The Grief Counselor is named Kim Schortz. Her drabble is behind the cut. :)
Kim could read the signs. Denial was clear as a bad EEG. A coma offered hope; brain death, none.
Denial led to anger, hostility. She didn’t follow the man with the king of hell in his trunk. “Prayer changes things,” Kim’s priest always said. Kim dealt more with the done deal, but prayer never hurt.
“Blessed Guardian Angels, attend this man in his hour of need. Use me, make me the instrument of your saving grace....”
A high-pitched whine split her ears, ground at her bones. Kim’s world dissolved into cold Angelic fire, and the noise somehow said thank you.
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