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Writer(s): | Callie Hart |
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WREN
SEPTEMBER
I WONDER if this counts as murder.
“We are gathered here today to celebrate the life of Jason Andrew
Stillwater. A highly decorated Colonel in the United States Army, Jason
signed up to serve his country at the tender age of just seventeen—”
Elodie’s father aspirated on his own vomit. That’s the official cause of
death. For a while after his ‘accident,’ Jason Stillwater sat staring off into
eternity in a fugue state, but then the fucker dipped back into a coma and
refused to rejoin the land of the living. He threw up because his stomach
began producing too much bile about a month ago. The reflux caused
GERD, a condition where bile rises up the back of the throat when a
person lies down—which, given his catatonic state, Jason Stillwater had
been doing a lot of recently. The bile had seeped into his lungs. His gag
reflex was non-existent. The nurses were overworked and hadn’t checked
on the poor ol’ Colonel in a while. By the time he’d coded, there wasn’t
much they could do for him. He was already half-drowned in his own
stomach acid. His system was so weak from being on a respirator for so
long that he’d slipped away and died without putting up anything that
could remotely be classified as a fight.
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“Beloved by friends and family alike, Jason was a pillar of his
community. When not deployed overseas, fighting for the rights and
freedoms of his fellow countrymen, Jason could often be found
volunteering—”
Apparently, the stomach acid issue wasn’t related to the shit-kicking
that put him in a coma. According to the medical report I ‘procured’ when
news reached Elodie that her father had died, her old man had been
struggling with reflux and a pretty nasty stomach ulcer for twelve months
prior to his run-in with the denizens of Riot House. Yes, it could be argued
that Jason’s inability to breathe by himself contributed to the fact that he
couldn’t clear his lungs. But fuck it. Semantics. As far as I’m concerned,
Jason Stillwater’s life ran its course. The evil motherfucker died of natural
causes.
“—a rare breed of man. Fiercely dedicated to his work, Jason always
made sure to spend time with his family. A devoted husband and father—”
Seated in the front pew beside me, my sole reason for existing goes
rigid, her palm turning clammy in mine. I regard Elodie out of the corner
of my eye, and a possessive fire blazes to life behind my ribs. Her hair,
once blonde but now a dark, beautiful chocolate brown, falls in lush waves
to the small of her back.
In profile, her face looks perfect as always—her
slightly upturned nose is cute as a fucking button. Her eyes are crystal
clear and wide, framed by long, ink-black lashes. Her full mouth, painted a
respectful shade of plum this morning, is distracting beyond measure.
She’s troubled, though. A tiny wrinkle mars her brow. Her cheeks have
lost their color. Her knee bounces up and down as she stares straight
ahead.
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