Dear Juliet | S. Stilinski (editing)

Galvanize

Dear Juliet, your birthday past, you told me Scott gave you a new bracelet with a heart on it, your mom gave you photo frames so I hang them up for you, Demetri and Isaiah gave you a some books from their time era, and I gave you a photo of us. You said, That's the best of them all.

I heard my dad from the desk. I saw a guy, strapped in the cart. Police surrounded the guy.

"Oh, here we go." My mom said as she handed me the clipboard. I gulp as I saw the man.

"Hey. He is not coming in." Sheriff came in telling my dad.

"This is the only hospital that will take him." He confirmed him.

"What about County?"

"You'd be surprised how fast things fill up when a guy like this needs surgery."

"They turfed him to us?" My mom told my dad.

"Yeah. If County doesn't want to operate on him"

"Then someone has to."

"Somebody needs to do his pre-op interview."

"Who usually does that?" My dad asked.

"Me." I blurted. I took a deep breath.

"Try to keep in mind exactly what this guy's capable of. He's a former electrical engineer who decided to walk onto a school bus with a shrapnel bomb. He left four students dead and a fifth with no legs." My dad added as I was ready to go in.

"Just out of curiosity, have any of his psychiatrists made any progress?" My mom told him.

"I'm told this is the same thing almost every day. When he gets out, he's going to do it again. And next time, he's going to get it right."

"I can do this." I told myself. I rather be helping Stiles and Scott trash coachs office for Halloween tonight, but I'm stuck here.

"Do you want me to come in with you?" My dad advised.

"Yes." I looked at him with my scared eyes. We walked in and I walked to the patient, "Mr. Barrow, do you understand that scar tissue has formed around a piece of shrapnel that remains in your body from a previous injury and that it is now blocking vital functions?" I told him as I looked at the clipboard.

"Yes." He said.

"Do you understand that we must put you under general anesthesia tomorrow morning in order to remove the obstruction?" I asked him again.

"Do you kids still pull pranks the day before Halloween?"

"You mean Mischief Night?" I answered.

"Where I'm from, we called it Hell Night. Hmm. And, yes, I understand."

"Do you have any allergies to any medications?" I continued with the medical stuff.

"No."

"Are you taking any medications other than the ones listed here? Temazepam. Divalproex."

"I just take what they give me."

"I'm going to need to listen to his heart." I pulled my Stethoscope. "In And out. In. In." He came close to my face.

"Why don't you just ask the question you really want to ask?" He whispers.

"Why did you do it?" I told him.

"I saw their eyes. Their eyes were glowing. I saw them. I saw their eyes! Their eyes were glowing! Their eyes were glowing! Their eyes were glowing!" I jumped and my dad held and carried me out of the room.