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"I'm ready," he jokes mumbles to himself. Stepping up into the aisle, he starts to exit behind the blonde mother and her blonde boy. Halfway off, he is held up when she must stop. The boy was sleeping. Now he is crying. "Oh shoosh, you little brat," he says silently, and makes his way past them. "Pardon me," he says, this time aloud as he passes. Off the bus jokes he goes, looks around and, getting his bearings makes his way along the thoroughfare. Turning left down a side street, he sees where he jokes wants to go, the red sign distinguishing itself just as a lone skyscraper would do. Coming closer, he makes out the words : "Hope Hospice Center," he reads. His pulse quickens. His mouth goes dry with the realization that the time is nigh. Walking up to the entrance, he takes one last look at the sky and enters through the double doors. === "Yes, but what-- what is it father?" he asks. "Son I told you, it's your mother's heart," he remembers his father saying.
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