Kile looks at the bridge then back to the old man. “ The smiling path? I don’t get it.”
The mysterious sage smiles at the naive youth. “ This bridge is not an ordinary bridge. There can be hours, months, even years in a trip across this bridge. It all depends on how worn the soul is.”
“How worn am i?”
“That is not for me to say. All I can tell you is good luck. Let your spirit heal with patients, hope and tenderness.” The old sage fades away as he spoke his last words.
“Wait. I still have questions. Wait!” There was no one left to answer.
Kile hesitates in front of the path. His heart fearing the unknown. (It looks sturdy.) He looks to the side. ( But the fall is deep.) He sighs. “ How do I trust someone I just met? Even people you see everyday can turn on you. Kile turns away from the bridge. “Wait. I thought I saw a mountain over there.” A tree disappears before his eyes. (Work to live or release your grip on life.)The old man’s words echoed through his mind. “I guess this really is my only choice. I still want to live.”
A foot is place onto the path. “I will work to live.”The bridge glow a blinding light as he took his next step. (My grip is locked tight.)
Sira Medical the private medical center known for its professionalism and facilities.
Change overnight into halls and halls of gossip. All the hen clucking you would ever want to hear could be found everywhere in Sira Medical.
“Did you hear about the New patient that came in last night?”
Whispers a male nurse to the.female nurse next to him.
“ Who hasn't?”
“ Well, do you know which doctor they assigned to him?”
“No. Who? Tell me, tell me!!”
“ They chose Dr -”
“Dr. Hearth you have a new patient.” The head nurse call silencing the gossipers. “ His name is Kile Steel.” He hands the doctor the patients file. “ You will find him in unit 301.”
“ Thanks, Zack.”
“ No problem.”
“ Oh! That was so close. I fell an inch towards the grave.” The first nurse wipes his brow.”
“ You? What about me? I almost turned into a wetting doll.” She presses her both hands to her chest to keep the heart from jumping out.
“That should teach the two of you not to gossip. Still, I won't hold breath.” The head nurse chuckle at them then resume his duties.
Dr. Hearth walks into the room. The patient lay their in deep slumber. His handsome face gave know expression, only a quiet, sober, stillness. (I guess they decided to make you my latest challenge.) He smiles warmly as if the gentleman was awake. “Hello Mr. Steel. I am Dr Hearth. Welcome to Sira Medical, I will do my best to make you well again.”
Kile found himself in a garden by a stream. There was hammock a a tables with chairs. Fruit trees and bushes were everywhere. “Is this some kind of resort. I thought I was walking a path. Why am I here?
Dr. Hearth walks around to the side of the bed. He bends down lowering His voice so only the.patient can hear. “I will help you see the world again.”
“ Whose that?” Kile jump and looks about. The voice seemed to come from all directions at once. “Hello? Help what? What does he mean?” He looks around. “ Does he mean?” Eyes widens. “Am I in a coma?” (Work to live.) The sage voice repeats in his head. “How The hell am I supposed to do that like this!!!”
Dr. Hearth look up from. Chart to see tears streaming down Kile’s down the side of his eyes. He grabs some tissue. Then lightly dabs the tears away. “Calm down.”
His word flew gently on a wind past Kile ears. “I don't know what to do. You can't even hear me.”
“ The road may look hard, but that doesn't mean we should give up.” He tenderly strokes his hair. “ I am by your side. I won't give up until you do. Even if you do. I will fight to change your mind.” He pulls over a chair. “There are a few minutes before I have to go. I will sit here and enjoy the morning breeze with you. Let's relax a little bit.”
Kile walks over to the patio chair. He takes a seat . “ Relax, Relax” He slowly match his breathing to Dr. Hearth’s falling into a sound sleep.
The dream was dark. Then he couldn hear a lullaby from a music box. He recognized the sound. (That is mom’s music box.) A hall appears before him. He slowly walks down the hall. On each wall were large photographs of memories from his days as a child. When he made it down to the end of the hall, the door opens.
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