Damnit!! I left my iPod there!! She thought, getting into the car for her fool's errand.
He was so close to dying that it seemed ridiculous to go pick up a refill, but deep down she was eager for the respite. And who was she to really argue, if he only took 2 doses of the 10-day pain killer, it was still two days of life without pain.
It was too late already, he had just begun to fall into a good sleep as she was leaving that she'd rather make the trip in silence than go back in and disturb him. He might have even had it on as she was getting ready to go.
Besides, it was likely that his iPod was around somewhere . . . Aha! Glove compartment!
She had instructed the nurse to always keep it with him when he drove his car, helped keep him calm behind the wheel. Yes, it was the one she loaded for him because he didn't know how to do it himself.
....
She didn't even see the semi, coming up behind her on her left. A blindspot, always blindsiding her,
She and the car were almost completely destroyed except for one thing. That magic little deck of cards was fine and kept playing song after song. Maybe the wheel function was broken or some of the speakers were crushed but she still heard the music.
Which was very lucky for her because it took them hours to even find her. And by then it was just barely too late.
Nothing else seemed to work in her either, she couldn't see or move and oddly enough was feeling no pain. Her memories took over and it was like watching a movie about stuff that happened to other people.
And him.
Since his nurse had quit and he had been mean to every last friend relative and employee, she was the only one who knew where he was. Discovered a fewer days later in his house, he had long since expired. The battery in the iPod was dead too, having played through the entire playlist of more than 10,000 songs.
He was so close to dying that it seemed ridiculous to go pick up a refill, but deep down she was eager for the respite. And who was she to really argue, if he only took 2 doses of the 10-day pain killer, it was still two days of life without pain.
It was too late already, he had just begun to fall into a good sleep as she was leaving that she'd rather make the trip in silence than go back in and disturb him. He might have even had it on as she was getting ready to go.
Besides, it was likely that his iPod was around somewhere . . . Aha! Glove compartment!
She had instructed the nurse to always keep it with him when he drove his car, helped keep him calm behind the wheel. Yes, it was the one she loaded for him because he didn't know how to do it himself.
....
She didn't even see the semi, coming up behind her on her left. A blindspot, always blindsiding her,
She and the car were almost completely destroyed except for one thing. That magic little deck of cards was fine and kept playing song after song. Maybe the wheel function was broken or some of the speakers were crushed but she still heard the music.
Which was very lucky for her because it took them hours to even find her. And by then it was just barely too late.
Nothing else seemed to work in her either, she couldn't see or move and oddly enough was feeling no pain. Her memories took over and it was like watching a movie about stuff that happened to other people.
And him.
Since his nurse had quit and he had been mean to every last friend relative and employee, she was the only one who knew where he was. Discovered a fewer days later in his house, he had long since expired. The battery in the iPod was dead too, having played through the entire playlist of more than 10,000 songs.
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