Tucker Cummings

Chapter 321: Rip

In Uncategorized on November 17, 2011 at 2:57 am

“I was in a coma?” I ask Doc.

“That’s why I was so shocked to see you moving your head around this morning,” explains Ripley.

“Speaking of shocking, did you do something different with your hair?” I query.

“Doc?” pleads Ripley.

“Margery, there’s more.” says Doc.

“No, it isn’t just the hair,” I say, staring at Ripley’s face. “You look…older.”

“I am older, Margery. We all are.”

“Oh, God. How long was I out?”

Ripley’s face cracks, and she runs off in tears. Doc sits down on the bed and takes my hand.

“Ten years, Margery. A whole decade.”

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