What message does The Herald carry?
She tried for what seemed like the hundredth time to find a comfortable spot on the small hard cot. She stopped for a moment to listen for her husbands soft quiet breaths. Satisfied with the sounds she tried to drift off to sleep but she was unsuccessful.
Her mind would not be quiet. Frantic thoughts raced from past to present and sometimes to what lay ahead. She wasn’t sure how much more she could handle.
She was only 25 years old and would soon be a widow. Her husband was dying from a cancerous mass in his pancreas. It had only been three weeks ago since he was diagnosed as terminal.
She would never forget the look on the surgeons face when he told her the cancer had spread to his other organs and there was nothing more, he could do.
Why had this happened to them she asked herself again, why? Tomorrow would be their six month wedding anniversary. They should be working on their careers, buying a house and thinking about when to have babies. Instead they spent their time together in the hospice ward waiting for death.
She had just closed her eyes when the door opened wide. Harsh light from the hallway flooded the room. She shielded her eyes from the brilliance.
A tall thin man dressed in black entered, his face as ghostly white as a street corner mime. He surveyed the room as panic gripped her. He walked to the sick bed and laid his hands upon her husbands chest. In a low soft voice he spoke one sentence and left the room.
She swallowed her terror and jumped from the cot to give chase. She caught sight of his dark back as he quickly entered the elevator. Running to the nurses station she told them of the man in black coming into her husband’s room. One of the night shift nurses had also seen this strange man and security had been alerted.
When she returned to her husbands side she found he had peacefully passed away in his sleep. She cried over her loss and with relief that his suffering was over ,then she remembered the words of the tall dark man.
“ I’m so sorry”.
Security never found the man in black.
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