Ethyl sits in the ER waiting room chair crying. George stands nearby staring at the candy machine. He spends a minute or more examining each item. Starting at the top left. Slowly working his way right and down. Row by row. Gum to chips. Nearly an hour goes by before he reaches the last item. He turns to his weeping wife and asks her if she wants anything.
She appears to have fallen asleep mid grimace. George’s knees buckle. He steadies himself against the machine. The nurse calls Ethyl’s name. She doesn’t answer. She can’t. George slides to the floor.
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