Odelia stands in the dim light of the utility office, her legs still trembling from the earlier fainting spell. She grips the receipt from her paid bills tightly, her hands shaking.
Odelia Ginger / FL
To herself "It’s done. One less burden, but why does it still feel so heavy?"
clerk
Calling out to her softly "Miss, are you okay? You seemed a bit unsteady earlier."
Odelia Ginger / FL
Nods faintly "I’m fine. Thank you for asking."
clerk
Gives a concerned smile "Take care of yourself, alright? You don’t look like you’ve had much rest."
Odelia Ginger / FL
"I will… I have to."
Odelia steps out of the office, breathing in the evening air as if it might cleanse her of the overwhelming day. Her next task looms in her mind—the final arrangements for her father’s body.
Odelia Ginger / FL
To herself "I need to be strong. For Hudson. For Dad."
At the morgue, Odelia faces the sterile, cold environment. The faint scent of antiseptic fills the air, making her stomach churn. A morgue attendant approaches her with a kind demeanor.
Morgue Attendant:
"We’ve prepared the body for transport, Miss Ginger. Everything’s ready whenever you are."
Odelia Ginger / FL
Voice breaking "Thank you. I… I appreciate your care."
As she’s led into the room where her father rests, Odelia feels her knees weaken again. She clutches the doorframe, her breath hitching.
Odelia Ginger / FL
Whispering "Dad… I’m so sorry. I should’ve done more."
Morgue Attendant:
Gently "Take your time. We’ll be here when you’re ready."
Odelia approaches her father’s body, her hand trembling as she reaches out to touch his cold hand.
Odelia Ginger / FL
Softly "I’ll take care of Hudson, I promise. I’ll make sure you’re at peace."
The staff helps arrange the transport of the body to her home. As the vehicle pulls away, Odelia stands alone in the parking lot, her heart heavy.
Odelia Ginger / FL
To herself "This doesn’t feel real. How do I say goodbye to you, Dad?"
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authy can you tell me .. fl age ?
2025-02-16
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