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Second Chances | Just another WordPress.com site Second Chances Just another WordPress.com site Home About Oct 14 2011 4 Comments Circe , Third Generation Circe: Part 26 – Lost Circe: The wail of the police sirens cut through the night air and roused me from my sleep. I blinked and looked around. I saw the paramedics arrive and work on me. My body being taken away. Throughout it all my daughter clung to her father. Her face was pale and her eyes were completely lifeless. My God Michael, take her way, don’t let her see this! How could she ever recover? My heart ached. I fell to the ground and wept for all I’d lost. Then the Grim Reaper appeared. His shoulders seemed to sag a little. Surely he couldn’t be sad? He sighed. ‘This was not how I planned to spend my Friday night.’ I laughed despite myself. ‘Me either.’ ‘I’m sorry, poor choice of words. I truly do regret having to come for you so soon. Come along dear, let’s get you where you need to be.’ ...

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