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“She’s brain dead. They found no activity. She’s gone and her body doesn’t know it.”
“Aw fuck… Has he been presented with the decision? How’s he taking it?”
“He knows she’s gone. He’s thinking about what’s best for the boy.”
“Does the family agree? It’s his decision, but she’s their mom and daughter.”
“Surprisingly he’s listening to advice and making alert decisions. He’s as ready as he can be to let her go… God that’s awful to say. But the people who have been there from the beginning have come to terms and agree. It’s the late comers, her siblings, that are still wrapping themselves around the idea. He’s going to give it 24-48 hours.. then…”
“How the hell did this happen?”
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“Hello God. Its me again. Comfort, help them please.”
“She’s still here. But it’s not good. They gathered the family for a meeting.”
“What? The results bad?”
“Yeah… and her liver shut down.”
“Aw shit…”
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“God, why? Wendy wake up!
Thoughts of an Old Fart 