Today’s piece follows straight on from day 7.
“Do the doctor’s think I’m going to make it?” the soldier boy asked with a stiff lip and a tremor in his voice.
“They are confident that if you wake up, you will survive.”
“Oh, thank God.”
“Your squad mate, Derek. Tell me about him.”
“Derek? He’s the quiet one. Never says boo. I don’t think I’ve ever so much as said hello to him. What do you want to know about him for?”
She smiled and walked around the bed, towards the door “Oh, just trying to get some character references for a job he’ll soon realise he’s applying for.”
The soldier looked at her, his head tilted slightly and eyebrows raised. He started to ask a question, but fell into a coughing fit. He grasped at his throat, his eyes bulging. The woman paused in the door way and shook her head, a sad smile on her face, “I’m sorry love, your story ends here. The doctor’s were mistaken. Never mind though, I’ve eased your soul’s passage. You’ll be in the next world soon enough and that’s more than most can say these days.”
She turned and left as the boy’s body spasmed once and then stilled one final time.
Tomorrow, I try something without dialogue. Also, maybe the characters will have names 😛