Best Dressed Lie (Keisha Jackson) - Plot & Excerpts
From a distanced, she saw the paramedic wheeling me in. My head was wrapped in white bandage, with my face barely showing. I had tubes running out of my arm with lifesaving fluids doing their job. Zan hands started trembling. She covered her mouth and slowly fell to her knees. “Keisha!” she said, dramatically breaking down. As soon as the gurney got closer Zan sprung up and looked down at me. The paramedics rushed me into the emergency room bay like a stampede. Zan wanted to be right next to me. Deliriously, I saw a vision of the burglar, walking along side my bed holding and rubbing my hand. I snatched my hand away. “Keisha! Talk to me,” Zan yelled, bringing me back to reality. Gently smoothing my hair into place, she watched me with disbelief. “Keisha, I’m sorry,” she sobbed, “I’m so, so, sorry.” I was too frail to speak. She looked directly into my eyes and asked, “Did Randy do this to you?” With no response from me, she yelled, “Answer me god dam it, did he?!”
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