The Blood Makers

It was finally quiet. No nurses, no traffic noise from outside, no distractions. Loneliness was there, a misty specter that filled the room and seemed to push away the medicated haze. It was terrifyingly obvious how self-sufficient I had to be. Aloneness quivered with crisis, discordant. Tears weren’t far away. I turned my head on [...]

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