Things Slip Through
Waited for an interminable moment, then flipped the cover open to find the following: To Hank .
Gavin slammed it shut.
Tossed the book onto the table next to him like it was a ticking bomb. Sucking in deep gulps of air, he mumbled, “No way. It’s not possible. There’s no way.”
And yet, two opposing refrains echoed in his mind . . .
mene, mene, tekel upharsin
you’re here to decide your destiny
Gavin reached out and grabbed the standard hospital pen that all rooms came amply supplied with. He picked up the notebook he’d dropped into his lap and opened it to the sight of a white, pure, empty page. He clicked the pen, waited for a moment . . .
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