“Why is he still breathing?” The oddly familiar male voice, cuts through the fog of my mind. “I’m sorry Sir.” A softer female voice replies. “Do you know how many laws we’re breaking with me being here while he is still breathing?” “Yes Sir. But—” “No buts. This is never supposed to happen. Do you … Continue reading Seeing Double by Ross Dyter
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