• Chapter 2

  • Chapter 2

  • While we talked. Mike slipped out, phone already pressed to his ear.

  • No doubt calling Carol to get her butt down here ASAP.

  • “Let’s move quickly.” 1 urged. “Time is critical with organ donation, right?”

  • The team started wheeling the bed toward the door.

  • “Stop!” Mike blocked the doorway, practically dripping sweat.

  • “Dr. Anderson, what are you doing?” the coordinator asked, baffled.

  • “Mike, move. Don’t interfere with Dave’s final wish,” I snapped.

  • “He’s not… I mean, you can’t… Please, just wait,” Mike sputtered, nearly blowing the whole charade.

  • “Dr. Anderson, step aside or I’ll have to report this to the chief of surgery,” the coordinator said

  • firmly.

  • “The family hasn’t even had time to say goodbye,” Mike pleaded.

  • “Organs first, goodbyes later. There are people dying while we stand here arguing.”

  • “Get your hands off my son, you heartless witch!”

  • Carol burst through the door like a hurricane.

  • “How dare you try to carve him up before he’s even cold!”

  • “Mom, this isn’t butchery – it’s organ donation,” I explained, trying to keep my voice level.

  • “Who gave you the right?”

  • “I’m honoring Dave’s wishes.”

  • “Bullshit! My son would never agree to this. I absolutely refuse!”

  • dont Volvat Nights

  • Chapter 2

  • past the transplant

  • out! Nobody’s touching

  • shooting me an apologetic

  • sagged against the wall, finally able to breathe again

  • his lucky stars on that bed,

  • “My poor baby…”

  • all

  • she whirled on me, mascara running down

  • is all your fault, you gold–digging tramp! You worked him to

  • at me with her French–manicured claws out.

  • I saw red.

  • life, it was Carol who’d rushed

  • on the whole

  • who killed Dave? Look in the mirror!” I shoved

  • mouth hanging open. “How dare you! I would

  • do you think he was always hustling for more money? Because his mommy dearest has a gambling addiction and

  • lost a couple hundred

  • hundred grand? Jesus

  • what the median income is

  • don’t see that kind of

  • your little ‘accident last month that cost us twenty grand in medical bills, Don’t think I don’t

  • ‘rear ended at the mall. You got caught fooling around with Susan’s husband at the

  • a lie!” Carol’s face turned scarlet,

  • it. I saw your ER

  • about how you’ve been working your way through the

  • that lonely, join Match.com like a normal person instead of breaking up marriages.”

  • Carol lunged for

  • slammed into the crash cart, knocking herself out

  • check on her, helping the nurses get

  • anxiously

  • We need a nurse in

  • effects

  • funeral home van

  • to take

  • started flooding my phone.

  • “decline”

  • the van, it was just me and

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