by M. J. Joachim
Death was too good for her! Still, she wondered why. Emotionally spent! Traumatized! Jill was tired. Living hurt too much, and dying wasn’t giving in.
She sat down next to Rex, her cocker spaniel in the yard. Tony the chicken came wandering up to say, “Hi.” Spent, she hugged the dog and patted Tony on the head, while starting to cry again. Seems like all Jill did these days was cry.
It hurt…it hurt so freaking bad and she couldn’t understand why. The only thing she knew for certain was that she couldn’t give into the pain. So she hugged Rex and cried instead.
“They have meds for that you know.”
“The kind that makes you catatonic, numb to all the pain.”
“Weed is legal and you can get some just over the border.”
“Alcohol will help you sleep.”
“STOP,” Jill screamed aloud…
…screamed aloud, as the bullet entered her head
Slowly, he erased the last line. Suicide was not an option. Jill’s character must remain strong. Daniel’s fan mail made that much clear, throughout this latest series.
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