Jul 14, 2014
NEED
Since he told her, Molly was constantly on edge, always watching him with worried eyes, but today. Today she just needed him. She needed to see that ridiculously goody smile of his, she needed to hold him in her arms, feel him against her.
So she texted him and clocked out early.
{SMS: Greg} Come home, now. -MHooper
There had been a man in her morgue today. She didn't need to do an autopsy, the cause of death was rather clean cut. The combination of chemotherapy and a progressive inoperable cancer, was just too much.
He wasn't old, around his early 40's , fit and attractive with a family.
She gave his case to someone else and left, her chest hurting in the most painful way. She needed Greg.
