We left you off last week with Walter hearing his father's peal of agony.
This week's six: “He couldn’t frame the word.”
Walter bolted out of bed and sprinted down the hall toward his parents’ room. His heart pounded fiercely in his chest. His legs felt heavy and sluggish as if he was in a nightmare. “Dear God,” he prayed, “Please…”
Rounding the corner of his parents’ doorway, he saw his father administering CPR on his mother.
“Dad?” he choked out, his voice trembling, “Is Mom—” he couldn’t frame the word.
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