“Sir, you need to wait here,” a nurse said. And then Sarah was gone.
James would have dropped to his knees but he didn’t have the strength to fall. Dear God, he begged silently, you can’t take her from me. Not now. Not like this. I can’t live another three hundred years without her.
He stood there, for how long he didn’t know, waiting for something, someone, expecting Sarah to walk out on her own two feet. “Hi, honey,” she’d say. “Sorry, it was all a mistake. Let’s go home.”
James drifted into a dream-like stream-of-consciousness as the events of the past few months drifted through him. His greatest fear had been realized in the midst of his greatest joy. He had his wife and daughter. He had the life he had always wanted and missed. And now it was all going away, and in his heart of hea
