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“I erator… I’m so sorry”

I stare at the ceiling “Would you go with me?” The question burbles up froet better?”

Her ars expand I love her lungs More than I hatebetter work like loving so to be dead?

A triangleand pale I focus on it without knohat it means

“I would love to ie But—” Her voice catches “Declan—”

Finley juasp “Doctor!”

Two figures congeal before soht switch

I blink at the priest and so to my feet when Finley runs into his arms

He chuckles: a deep, Santa sort of laugh that doesn’t match his small frame “It’s my ifey!”

Fourteen

Finley

When ainst my husband’s chest Silence as Father Russo spots Declan on the floor I hear a smack, but I can’t turn around because I’m locked in Doctor’s arms

When I do, I find Declan lying pushed up on one elboith a dazed look on his face, and Father Russo standing over him

“What’s this then?” Doctor frowns from me to Declan and then back tohere?”