(Clair cries in stairwell)
Claire: It's my fault.. it's all my fault.
Claire: I was supposed to be taking care of her
Claire: God will never forgive me. I'm useless
(She pulls up her sleeves that hide her scars. She pulls out a blade from her back pocket of her scrubs and aims for her wrist. Before she cuts she hears a whisper)
(whisper* Claire ..)
Claire: (panting) what was that?
Claire: hello ? Who's there?
Claire : Dr Bixler, is that you? Is it you Jason?
Claire: this isn't funny...
(No one answers . Suddenly a white feather lands on her black shoe.)
Claire : huh ? (she says)
YOU ARE READING
The Good Nurse
FantasyA young nurse witnesses the passing of her dear patient. She is then visited by her guardian angel that walks beside her through this difficult time. He begins to feel for her.
