Possibilities
Thursday, April 12, 2007
Simon wrestles with right and wrong.
CATEGORY: FICTION TIMES READ: 1851 RATING: 8.0 (PG) SERIES: FIREFLY
He paced the infirmary.
From the door to the back counter and back again.
Seven long steps. Sixteen small ones.
There and back again.
Each circuit got him no closer to a plan. No idea what to say. No idea if he should say anything at all.
He had asked him too. Had trusted him to do this for him, if he died.
And he wasn’t sure if he should.
He had promised him, a promise to a dead man. A promise from a doctor to his patient.
He didn’t think he should keep it.
Zoë hurt so much.
How would this help?
And how fair would it be to the child?
A mother, but no father.
Born when its father lay cold in the ground. CONCIEVED when its father was dead.
But he had promised doctor to patient. Friend to friend.
He had to tell her.
But how?
You can't take the sky from me
BEB
"Seven long steps. Sixteen small ones." Perfectly captures the image of someone whose paced back and forth so much that they've taken to pacing in a variety of ways just to break the monotony.
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