Seven Minutes

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

I grew up in a private healing community, tucked away in Montana’s Bitterroot Valley. We’re one of those places that doesn’t show up on Google Maps a sanctuary where ancient healing traditions will thrive. Think Sedona meets Johns Hopkins, but with stricter privacy protocols

gotten permission to work at a research hospital in the city. I found him collapsed on a mountain trail, a Western Diamondback bite

scam artist working her slip and fall” routine outside Whole Foods. Lorenzo happened to pull up in his Tesla, recognized me, and helped shot down the con.

I took the blade meant for his throat, but the price was my sight. Lorenzo spent 36 hours in Mount Sinai’s waiting room, making deals with God and swearing he’d be my eyes forever if I pulled through.

taste

gates – my mentor Dr. Sarah Bishop among them. Seeing

her eyes knowing. “Sure about walking

supposed to do? Watch them play house? I gave him every chance to save our marriage. Instead, he got bolder,

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