"What's happening to me? I'm a doctor, damn it !" she protested, returning to her armchair.
The following nights were one nightmare after another. One of them scared her like no others had before: she was walking quickly through The Cave when suddenly she heard a cry. She turned to the left and right there on a bench was Mrs. O'Ceallaigh, alive, holding something in her arms. She ran to greet her and when she got to the bench the woman unveiled a baby girl all covered in termites. It was Erin. The face was unrecognizable, but she knew it was her daughter. She woke up panting against the peaceful silence of her bedroom. She got up and slipped into Erin's room and stared at her sleeping child for almost an hour, until the tears and the fatigue wore her out.
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The Sphere
Short StorySusan lives on the lush coast of eastern Ireland, taking care of her daughter and her many patients. But an enemy Susan is intimately familiar with begins a full on assault on her duties as a mother and a doctor. **This story received 2nd prize at t...
