The ambulance she called finally arrives. She doesn't want to let go of your ice cold hands, even when the EMTs are commanding her to. She has to sit on the front porch alone, waiting for your mom to arrive home, so she can drive her to the hospital. She can't believe that when she said "Goodbye" to you before leaving the house, it was a final goodbye. She can't believe she didn't tell you she loved you and hug you that last time she saw you alive and breathing. Though she couldn't have possibly known that time would be the last time would be the last time, she can't help but to feel an overwhelming guilt. This feeling of guilt will not go away for her. Never. It will follow her to her deathbed.


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