There was blood on the floor,
and there was a call – and I
ran out from work, after explaining
the rush – and home quickly to get
the keys, and then driving through
Sunday traffic to the hospital. I remember
saying to myself, alone in the car,
“I’m coming, I’m on my way, I’ll be
there so soon” and my heart was
in my mouth as I was desperate to
find a park. I cou…
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