Love can live beyond the human spirit, and longer than it should. Enjoy Part 3 of this horror thriller short story.
PART 3
He sped to the hospital, parked, and took the elevator to the admission desk. “My wife, Marie, is a nurse here,” he said. “She said my brother-in-law…”
The man behind the desk said, “Jason, I know who you are. Marie is over there.” He nodded to the waiting area. “It’s not your brother-in-law. It’s Cara. She… She… I’ll let Marie tell you.”
He rushed over to Marie. “She overdosed,” Marie said. “Cara overdosed.” His mouth dropped open. “The medics found her three hours ago. No one knew she was our Cara. Until thirty minutes ago. Can you believe it? Depression finally took my baby sister.”
Paul stared in disbelief. He peeked at the clock on the wall. He had just made love to Cara thirty minutes ago.
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Joan Harbor