Last year I was a pouring facut when it came to reading sad ficton. This year that has not been the case. Now it takes a lot. Not b/c the fiction has not been 10/10, it has! I guess my emotional state is just ... different!
Well, I had one tear pop out of these eyes of mine - and now my face is leaking. Yes I feel incredible sadness when it is called for, but this one actually got tears out. Man was I sad. YOU ARE GOOD!
Maybe b/c I felt some sort of familiar connection as well.
I can't believe I just admitted that!
The crying thing.
I volunteered for 10 years, during my teens, at the Manitoba Cancer Treatment and Research Foundation. I saw all facets of that place. What tore me up was the hopelessness in people's eyes when they where having chemo or getting preped for bone marrow translplants. There is something very sad and scary when you see that sickly look in their face. You want to take it away. The most
You need to know a happy story about a person getting out of the deep hole that Cancer puts you in. Thanks for a happy ending. *Well I'm sure it will be* I'll say it again then!
Thanks you writer you.
Clark is a little too self-sacrificing in these last two parts for me. But I can understand he's exhausted and feeling full and content, as well, so maybe he isn't fighting as much as I would want him to with so much on the line.
Above - from CC. I totally agree.
not too mention the fact that Lois would dig him up from his grave and kill him anyway for not letting her know what was transpiring.
Above - from Shadow. I love the way you put that!
For days he'd been fighting an almost unbearable lethargy. The trembling had begun earlier tonight. It was as if he could feel his life slowly draining away [....] He guessed that at the rate his nose was bleeding, he'd be gone long before Lois woke up.
OH MY GOODNESS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THIRD TOWEL! oh my goodness. It is amazing that it doesn't take much to bring a person down. I almost lost my Mum that way (bleeding that is, when she had a type of Cancer). Oddly on Christmas as well as it did for Clark in an earlier chapter.
The constant ache in his body had faded about an hour earlier and he had never felt as calm as he did now.
That quote was the stinger for me.
"And I can feel you living."
You tell him girl! He needs to hear it esp. when he feels himself slipping away. I'm glad she is so grrrrr.
Test after test came back with the same results. Clark's blood was showing improvement by the hour.
YESSS!!!
They'd finalized the sale of their property
I always get soo sad when The Kents have to give up their farm in fics. Though, I am glad they will be there for the young family. I admire that. There will be so much for Martha to do!! Man, what on earth will there be for Johnathan to do? I can picture him now. Going to the zoo so he can pet the goats and pigs in the 'farm' section.
He was back with her, and this time, he would never have to leave her again.
Thank you so much.
Please accept my apologies and enjoy! With any luck, I'll be back tomorrow or first thing Sunday morning to post the last chapter.
Beautiful!
