My paper was drenched. I stared at the numbers, rows of multiplication stacked on top of each other. The symbols, and my vision, began to blur. “Eric already knew how to do this when he was your...

Shuffling, my hushed footsteps stifled by the white linen. Glorious sunlight to illuminate my sickly, veiled face. I bobbled towards him, savoring in my last few steps of freedom. 5 more steps. In each...