I had to sprint to the hospital.
“I don’t feel so good” she said on the phone
I was so focused on work, on finding my style I was gone too much.
“Why should I not go?” I asked myself.
“I need you.” I told her on the phone.
“I have to go.” I told my boss.
“I know.” he said.
Shock awaited me at the hospital.
The white sheet over her was so final.
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