Not My Call – Story Snippet

She held the little life in her hands, desperately hoping that anything she was doing was helping it to live just a little longer.

“Just a little longer,” she muttered as she cleaned and bandaged what she could, trying to clear the airways in the nostrils for more air, “Don’t die on me, please don’t die on me.”

A tiny heartbeat fluttered as rasping sounds were heard though they too were almost silent.

Hands worked as quickly and gently as possible and heads were bowed in prayer.

This is one more little life that she is not going to lose.

But in the end, she knows that this isn’t her call to make.

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