Cliffside II

I called Teller’s cell phone.  His wife answered.  She was at the E.R. Between her sobs she told me Teller’s heart had stopped.  The paramedics were able to revive him, but there were complications.  They weren’t sure how long his brain had been without oxygen.

“Yesterday his only concern was some stiffness in his shoulder,” she said. “Today he might be brain dead.”  She disconnected the call without saying goodbye.

The trouble with cliffs is there’s no way of knowing how steep they are until you get right up to the edge.  There’s also no way of knowing how you’ll land if you go over them.

Today I will stay away from the cliff.

Life on Life’s Terms II © 2015 by Ken Montrose

(Just a reminder: LOLT II is a work of fiction.  Any resemblance to anyone you might know is purely coincidental.)