Game of Life
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Last published Wed, May 24, 2017
"Baby. Baby, please. Please wake up," he pleaded. All that could be heard was the beeping of the machines.
It had been three days since the accident, and he hadn't left her side. Three days of anxiety. Three days of torture. Three days of anguish. Three days of hoping for progress. As he awoke the third day, he knew something would happen. He knew there would be a change, but he had no idea of what was coming.
"Con, honey, I think you need to go home and get some rest," Mrs. Joann sighed. "We can call you if something happens."
"With all due respect, I can't do that today. Something is going to happen today. I can feel it. I can't not be here for her."
"I know you love my daughter, and I'm thankful she has a wonderful guy like you. But, you've been here---"
She was interrupted by a deafening noise coming from her daughter's machines.
It was happening.
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