With careful effort, I kneel down next to him and hold his head in my lap. Gently, I pet his wet, sticky hair and try to wipe the blood off his pallid cheek with my trembling fingers. One dark eye rolls up to look at me vacantly and then rolls back up in his head. My body is taught and prickly with the adrenaline that's beginning to course
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"but now I was making crazy deals in my head with whatever God there was."
definitely feel ya on that one.
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I loved this line.
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