The Big Talk
Kirstie I hate hospitals, but on the other hand… who doesn’t, am I right? I have to focus on it from the bright side – at least I didn’t end up here as a patient. I am only visiting Nick. His friend Drake arranged everything with the staff, so I could come, even though I am not a family member or anything really. They’ve told me the number of his room – 123. I am standing in front of it now, just peaking in. Even though Drake assured me that Nick didn’t have any injuries, I was still picturing the worst scenarios. And even the first real look on him wasn’t that easy – he was lying, eyes closed, slowly breathing, on a drip. He looks really peacefully and vulnerable at the same time. Should I even go in? Ok, it would be a pretty coward thing, if I just left now. According to Drake, Nick
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