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Submitted to Contest #96
Often, you will hear stories about strangers becoming friends. My story, is how my best friend became a stranger. I don't remember much about the night John died. He was my husband of five years, but we had been lovers long before that. All I remember was the panic, and then pain. I don't think people realize the pain of being in the waiting room. Being in the waiting room, is like sitting in the palm of despair. The sadness is thick in the air. The silence is stifling. No one says a thing in the waiting room. No one talks. Every sound, ...
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