“Doctor, will he be fine?” Barbra asked the doctor immediately the door of the surgical room opened. He removed his mask from his mouth. And breathed out in relief.
“He’s out of danger. At least he’s fine for now.” He turned to leave. Barbra let out a deep breath she’d been holding. And sat down. She was throwing out the trash when saw someone, dumped something in a sack beside the trash can. The way he’d carried it, she could tell, it wasn’t just a trash, she was duly aware bad things happened around here at night. And the person had dumped the sack closed to the diner. Got into the car and drove off. She’d been able to see his face, cause it was late. She was curious and wanted to know what was in the sack, she hunkered down at it, and slowly covered it.
She screamed when she saw th
