“He’s sick again,” she said when Sam touched her.
Every night, she stood on-guard in this doorway.
With his arm around her, Sam guided her back to bed. Long after she cried herself to sleep, he stared at the ceiling and begged.
Don’t let the leukemia return for their child.
Please God, not ever again.
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This piece is a part of the 55 word Flash Fiction collection.
claudia hall christian is a novelist. She lives in Denver.
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