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A shrill cry tore the quiescent hospital room. The corridor erupted in joy. Dalton burst into tears, laughing, as his friends patted him on his back, hugging him, congratulating him. Another cry rang through the white tiled hallway. “Those are some strong lungs,” his friend, James said hugging his best friend. “It’s a warrior’s cry.” Dalton beamed. Colton James Baker. His son. A warrior. *** “I can’t do this anymore,” Lizzie sobbed in Dalton’s chest. They had spent the whole night, taking turns, with little Jamie in the bathroom, as their li...
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White Lilies The silence of the room roared at him. He looked around, the lilac paint had begun to peel off. The mahogany Queen’s bed still had periwinkle sheets tightly tucked around the corners, the flower patterns fading away. The nightstand beside the bed still had the fused-out lamp. He sat down, leaning on the bed frame. He stared straight ahead, at the painting that hung. The lilies in the painting seemed to sway gently when the window was pushed open by a gush of wind. He leaned back his head and was engulfed by the memories that fl...
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