Phillip Thomas Winter

Phillip Thomas WinterI was in and out of all
the best hospitals, and
all the advanced clinics,
while father spent his money
trying to make me well.
I had a theory that
the nurses at these places
were all selected for
their allure, so as to
seduce a patient into
getting well. It never
worked. Until I came home,
and they hired Sienna.
She was not pretty. But
she was beautiful. How
I wanted to get well for
her. The harder I tried
the worse it got. I asked
her to marry me. She did
not answer no. So I
redoubled my efforts.
I demanded my father
treat her like a daughter.
But then I died, and I
don’t know if he did or if
she just moved on. I wish,
Sienna. Oh, I wish.

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