The Kiss of Angels (Divine Vampires Book 2) by Kitt Selena

Author:Kitt, Selena [Kitt, Selena]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Excessica Publishing
Published: 2015-03-13T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

“How did it happen so fast?” Muriel stared at the little boy who had been happily digging into his green Jell-O the day before now lying so still, looking impossibly small in that big hospital bed. They’d moved him to intensive care the night before, Char told Muriel as they rushed to his room. He’d come down with a very high fever.

It was the first sign that his remission was over.

And, Muriel knew, because Char had just told her, it would be his last.

“I’m sorry.” Char’s arms tightened around her. They’d been sitting by his side for what felt like an eternity, along with his parents, waiting for the doctor to come and tell them something, anything. He’d finally arrived, along with a nurse and a glass bottle of blood for a transfusion.

“But Dr. Lazarus, the treatments were working.” Jack’s voice shook. He stood in the hallway with the doctor, just outside the door. It was open and Muriel could hear them, even though they spoke in hushed tones. “I don’t understand.”

“Its effects were… short-term, I’m afraid,” Dr. Lazarus explained. He didn’t sound unsympathetic, but he was very doctor-like. He delivered news like this all the time, Muriel thought, glancing at Char, realizing the similarities. They gave people bad news more often than not. They were a reminder that death was inevitable, mortality a reality no one could escape. Even five-year-old little boys.

“The way it performed, we thought folic acid would be a miracle drug for this type of leukemia, and for a while, it was.” The doctor spoke while Jack continued to shake his head in disbelief. Muriel could see Jack’s face, the way he glanced into the room where his son was fighting for his life. There was despair there, but also a strange sort of hope. People clung to the idea that maybe, this time, they would escape the inevitable. “But now… we’ve had three patients slip out of remission in as many days. And Henry—I’m afraid he’s the worst.”

“But the transfusion?” Jack still had a bandage on his arm from donating blood for his son. Muriel knew he would have cut out his own heart if it would save Henry’s life. But it wouldn’t. “It’s helping?”

“I don’t know yet.” Dr. Lazarus shook his head, pushing his dark, square-framed glasses up his nose. “The next few hours will be critical. If he makes it through this infection, maybe…”

Hope hanging by a thread. The doctor left it there, dangling, like a carrot on a stick that they would follow as long as they were able. Until they had to face the fact that their son was gone, and they were once again all alone in the world.

Muriel looked at the dark bag of blood hanging from the metal hook above the boy’s head. It was only halfway through. Maybe it really would help?

Muriel knew better, and still she clung to hope, just like they did.

The look on Lucy’s face as her husband came back into the room after talking to the doctor made Muriel turn hers away from the sight.

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