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Doc was fumbling in the package of morphine again
“Gladdie?” Walt sobbedIt won't hurt much longerDoc will make it stop
“Gladdie?”
“Yes?”
“I love you, GladdieI've loved you my whole life longYou know how I love you
I closed my eyes when Doc leaned over Walter with the syringe
“Sleep well, friend,” Doc murmured
Walter's fingers relaxed, loosenedI held on to them–I was the one clinging now
The minutes passed, and all was quiet except my breathingIt was hitching and breaking,
tending toward quiet sobs
Someone patted my shoulder“He's gone, Wanda,” Doc said, his voice thick
He pulled my hand free and rolled me carefully out of my awkward position into one that was
less agonizingNow that I knew Walter wouldn't be disturbed, the sobs
were not so quietI clutched at my side, where it throbbedYou won't be happy otherwise,” Jared muttered in a grudging toneI tried to
open my eyes, but I couldn't do it
Something stung my armI didn't remember having hurt my armAnd in such a strange place,
just inside my elbow…
Morphine,Melanie whispered
We were already drifting nowI tried to be alarmed, but I couldn't