Orchid (part 16)

Voices. I hear voices. Everything around me begins to spin. I close my eyes and cover my ears. The voices blend together to become a louder buzz. My eardrums are ready to burst.

“She finally let go of that flower,” I hear someone say.

The buzzing stops.

“She’s back, doctor.” It’s a woman’s voice.

“She’ll make it now, but I don’t think she’ll be able to use this hand again.” A male voice.

“At least she’s alive.”

“I’ll go tell her husband that she’ll be all right.”


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