Cold and Blood

By EvelynC [evelyn4lc@aol.com]

Rated: PG

Submitted: December 2009

Summary: Cold and Blood, a short drabble to the challenge lines.

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It's cold. I taste blood -- my blood?

No, it's not mine, or is it? My dearest love is part of me and I try to kiss the hurt away. But there's no response, except my fear, my tears, the blood on me, on my mouth, yet I'm frozen -- numb.

The EMTs arrive before I can react, and they take my dearest from me.

And it's all my fault! I should have protected her!

So cold with fear. The taste of her blood remains, mingling with my guilt and pain.

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Notes:

This little drabble was in response to the challenge starting lines from Queenie posted by HappyGirl: "It's cold. I taste blood."

It's been a long time since I've written anything, but this was fun. I may have to try something longer soon.

Thanks for the challenge and the encouragement, and for reading my little bit!

Evelyn

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