I stood once more by her bedside, but I found myself with no thoughts.
I’d been vulnerable. I’d long given up on being strong.
I held Tootie’s hand openly. Looking searchingly at her face, I became too aware of my thought’s absence.
I’d prayed to gods I desperately hoped exist, and a week later, there is still no change.”
“Come on, Tootie. Come on.”
These are the words I found myself silently repeating as I stood at her bedside, watching her nostrils flare and chest heave as oxygen crept along tubes and forced its way in and out of her bruised body.”
“I was awoken by Brother.
“Get up. We’re going home. Tootie and Leah were in an accident.”
I shot up, then froze.
Despite how ridiculous it would be for someone to make such a sick joke, we always have a glimmer of hope that that someone is tactless, with a dark, inappropriate sense of humour.
It was no joke.”
“I’m not gonna lie to you, I’m gonna lie.
I was the perfect child growing up.
Honesty is a virtue.
In my many phases, I attracted a fair amount of negative attention.
Actually, it was more like a year-long, annual monsoon.
First, I was an outspoken atheist.
Like most atheists at begin, I was arrogant, narcissistic and pompous.
YOU ARE ALL STUPID FOR BELIEVING IN GOD AND I AM SUPERIOR AND ENLIGHTENED”