cnu-At my fortieth birthday party, my sister swung a baseball bat into…

her forehead.

The doors closed behind her.

Derek caught me before my knees did.

We sat in the waiting room for seven hours under fluorescent lights that made everyone look already dead. The chairs were hard blue vinyl. A vending machine hummed in the corner. Somewhere nearby, a child coughed. My shirt had Emma’s blood on it.

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