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Honking loudly, the geese flew on In the air currents above them, the rest of the viral particles freed fro for their own escorts to co, scoop the Earth There is nothing so patient, in this world or any other, as a virus searching for a host
We’re looking at clear skies here in the Midwest, with terab your sunscreen and plan to spend another lazy weekend staying out of the sun! Pollen counts are projected to be low…
June 13, 2014: Denver, Colorado
Suzanne Ahter’s roonosed with leuke mechanism" for her, and that it was co about boxes and storage and what to do with things too precious to be given to Goodwill As the parent of a sick child, she’d been all too willing to believe that, grasping at any cohtened o These were the things she would keep; these were the things she would send to faive to Aer of her heart
That was thought The reality of standing in her little girl’s bedroos that made it Amanda’s, was al with herself, she had finally been able to close her hand on the doorknob and open the bedroom door She still wasn’t able to force herself across the threshold
This roos she’d ever have the opportunity to own The stuffed toys she had steadfastly refused to ad they had been her only friends when she was sick and she wouldn’t abandon them now Her bookshelves, cluttered with knickknacks and soccer trophies asthe structure of Marburg EX19, given to her by Dr Wells after the first clinical trials began showing positive results Suzanne could picture that day when she closed her eyes A so weak and pale, and Dr Wells, their savior, s like the sun
"This little fellow is your best friend now, Amanda" That hat he’d said on that beautiful afternoon where having a future suddenly seeood care of you"
Rage swept over Suzanne in a sudden hot wave She opened her eyes, glaring across the rooirl was dying? Marburg EX19 was supposed to save her baby’s life, and in the end, it had let her down; it had let Aood of all this--the pain, the endless hours spent in hospital beds, the proot to keep--if the damn disease couldn’t save Amanda’s life?
Never mind that A to do with it Marburg EX19 was supposed to save her, and it had failed
"I hate you," Suzanne whispered, and turned away She couldn’t deal with the bedroom; not today, maybe not ever Maybe she would just sell the house, leave As where they were, and let theh the spindrift of A her voice talking about college plans and careers They could put things in boxes without breaking their hearts
If there was anythinga child, Suzanne Aine what it would be Her internal battle over for another day--over, and lost--she turned away, heading down the stairs Maybe tomorrow she could e things away Maybe too
Maybe tomorrow But probably not
Suzanne A in her own body, nested deep in the tissue of her lungs Content in its accidental hoer that would startle it into wakefulness It was patient; it had all the time in the world
Amanda Amberlee is survived by her mother, Suzanne Amberlee In lieu of flowers, the family asks that donations be sent to the Colorado Cancer Research Center…
June 15, 2014: Reston, Virginia
"Alex?"
The lights were off in theit in claustrophobic darkness Most of the staff had long since gone hoht That made sense; it had been past eleven when John Kellis pulled into the parking lot, and the only car parked in front of the building was his husband’s fareen Ford He hadn’t bothered to call before co over Maybe some men strayed to bars or strip clubs Not Alex When Alex went running to his other lover, he was always running to the lab
John paused before pushing open the door leading into the inner office The last thing he wanted to do was upset Alex further when he was already so delicate "Sweetheart? Are you in here?"
There was still no answer John’s heart started beating a little faster, spurred on by fear The pressure had been ione;lost; and perhaps worst of all, Alex’s sense of certainty that the world would so fair, shattered John wasn’t sure that Alex could recover from that, and if Alex couldn’t recover, then John didn’t think he could recover, either