It started a year ago. Never had it before. Sorry, I’ll lie down, my head is spinning.»
She leaned back on the pillow. «And where did you come from? I haven’t seen you here before.» Sarah continued to look at Michael.
«I’m not from around here. Came from the city.» «Do you want the truth or…» He smiled.
«Give me the truth. There’s little that can scare me anymore. There’s nothing to take from me.
For a maniac, I’m of no value, and my life is needed by no one. Anyway, I’ll probably die soon.
The paramedic couldn’t cure me anyway, so spill it.» I’m a former convict. Released recently…
I served for a fatal accident in the hospital, though it wasn’t my fault. The doctor didn’t check the patient’s allergy to the drug and prescribed it, but they couldn’t save him from anaphylactic shock. The relatives demanded punishment.
He was supposed to be imprisoned, but his wife died in childbirth, leaving a small son. He raises him alone. All these courts, nerves.
I took the blame on myself. Besides, my wife and I were divorcing at the time. We divided the apartment, and I managed to put my share of the money in the bank with interest.
Got out, wanted to buy a little apartment, but inflation ate part of the savings. It was only enough for a room in a communal apartment. And here I see an ad.
Selling half a house in the town. Soon I can sell the second half too. And the price is right.
Well, I thought, lucky. Especially since at the meeting, he told me about a sick old lady who would soon pass away, and I could buy the second half cheap. But here, it’s all complicated with you.
Sarah listened, and tears flowed down her cheeks. She didn’t expect such meanness from her husband. «And where is he now?» the girl asked quietly.
«He said he’s going to the city with his fiancée. Left a phone number so I could tell him when you… when… well, you understand.» «Yeah, how not to understand,» Sarah smiled.
Michael turned out to be a good neighbor. He helped her around the house. He got a job at the clinic instead of the paramedic, who was tired of languishing in the backwater.
«Sarah, I thought, come to my medical office. I have some assumptions about your ailment. Have you noticed that you’ve been coughing less, and your complexion seems to have improved?» Sarah had noticed it too, but didn’t dare say it out loud.
What if it just seemed to her? In the end, Michael forced her almost by force to go with him to the city to a doctor he knew. They examined Sarah. It turned out she had a rare form of allergy to her husband…
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