The Cheesy Religion
(A short story by Steven R. Harrel)
“Oh my God! Oh my God, no!” Nancy’s cries stung as she buried herself in Tom’s chest. “What about my babies” Nancy wept? What are we going to do about my Shana and Danny?
Tom envelops his wife attempting to shield her from the world of pain. Deflated he turns pleading eyes on his friend. “There has to be something Freddy. There just has to be something we can do?”
“Not That I’m aware of Tom. There’s not even an experimental drug or treatment program available, and I’ve looked. Continue reading