Here's a sneak peek of my 1st story of GummyBear Short Stories Book 2! Tell me what you you think (P.s. SPOILER it's not GummyBear's point of view if youre confused)
“He’s been waiting for ages. I keep telling him it’s not his fault, but he doesn’t listen. Even when the nurses tell him he’s not allowed in-because he’s not blood related-he just sits in that stiff, cold chair, his head hung low and his fingers twitching with anxiety. I visit him every day, although he’s not the one who is in the hospital. Technically, yes, he is, but I mean…not like you’d think. He’s just there. He doesn’t even know her and he’s there. He’s just sitting there. And he won’t even talk to me. I keep trying to put myself in his shoes, to see what he saw, to feel what he felt, but it just doesn’t come. I want to know what happened.”
“Tell me what you remember of the night it did happen.”
“What I remember,” a snort escaped me, and I heaved a sigh to calm myself down. “It was only a night ago, officer, I remember everything.”
“Then please, enlighten me.”
I shook my head, an exasperated smirk on my face, recalling the events of that night with clear detail that stung the tips of my mind with all my bewilderment and desperation I’d grasped within the past 28 hours. I looked up at the police officer sitting in front of me, his hands gripping the table with his knuckles white as paper and maybe just as rough as one. “Why not?” I mumbled, and began to recite the memories that were burning to get out…to be figured out….