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Forever Sacred: Epilogue{Tom}Forever Sacred: Epilogue
I woke up feeling much better. The hospital bed felt unnaturally soft, which could have been a result of some kind of medication, but I wasn't sure. I didn't feel numb, just incredibly comfortable.
One feeling I couldn't explain was that I felt young. I didn't feel like a sick old man, I felt energetic and childish, but every ounce of experience I had gained in all sixty-nine years of my life were still there. I just felt much, much too comfortable.
The hospital bed felt a little bigger than I had remembered too. I rolled over a little, but something was there. Something warm and strange. I rolled


Forever Sacred: 14{Bill}Forever Sacred: 14
I snuggled up against Tom's chest, trying to ease the pain, but nothing was working. He had stopped crying hours ago, but he continued to lay there on the couch in Ben's office. Ben's former office.
Two days ago Victoria had given him the news, and he had refused to leave the big gray room and the dark leather couch. Nurses brought him food, not leaving until he ate it, but he still wouldn't leave. He was quiet most of the time, but would break into little crying fits every so often, occasionally whispering two words: nothing left.
"I'm sorry," a voice said from behind me. "If it makes
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I cry for the time that you were almost mine, I cry for the memories I've left behind, I cry for the pain, the lost, the old the new, I cry for the times I thought I had you
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Whatever doesn't kill you simply makes you... stranger
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