Time Heals All Wounds.....

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So this is a story idea I had that popped into my head. Most of the stuff here isn't based on actual facts or any of that stuff. I kind of got writers block on that last story and felt it was going nowhere so I decided to try this one out instead. I hope that you all like it and any feedback would be greatly appreciated :D......Also, excuse any grammatical errors my hands move faster than my brain sometimes and I don't always catch them :)

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Prologue......

"I'm sorry Ms. harris, there's nothing else we can do. The treatment bought her some time but she doesn't have much longer. I suggest you go back home and let her see her family before her time is up. She has maybe six months at most. Please make the most of it."

The words hit me like a MAC truck.

"Nothing else I can do." I repeated, taking in a whole new ache to the stomach.

"Erin, please remain strong. It's not good for Riley if you are this upset." Dr. Chambers said, slinging an arm over my shoulder giving me a sympathetic hug.

"I'll do my best." I said, giving her a small grin and wiping away the few stray tears from my eyes.

I shook my body slightly, shaking away my negative energy before heading back in the room to pakc up while they bring along the discharge papers.

"Hey Mama. That took a while. What did the doctor tell you?" Riley asked as she stared at me with those huge baby blues.

"Hey baby. She said we can go home. This is it baby. The doctors did all they could but Jesus wants you back with him sooner than we thought." I said trying to blink back the tears and give her a smile.

"That's ok mama. I didn't think the experimental medicine would work. But since we can leave, can we at least fulfill my last wish?"

"Anything you want Riley. Anything you want." I replied, as I emptied the drawer next to her hospital bed.

She is so strong. Sometimes I wonder who the parent is because she is so much stronger than me.

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