“I have a meeting tonight.
I left money on the counter for pizza,” his mom said as she packed her
briefcase.
Then with a quick kiss on the head she was gone.
And he was alone…
Again.
His eyes kept darting up the stairs, to where he knew that
cord was just waiting for him.
It held all the answers.
The way out.
The way up.
It was the only way he thought would help him appreciate
life.
After having come face to face with death, living had to be
a better option…
Right?
His decision made, he headed upstairs.
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