Mafia's Nemesis
The words were just heavy.
Right in front of them, the gray fence of the Hospital stretched to the end of the Street.
The afternoon sun casting shadows, on the carved bold letters of MAVERICK HOSPITAL. A stark reminder.
After some beats of seconds, Junior cleared his throat once, managing a breath.
“I guess this is goodbye,” the six-year-old said, blinking hard. He wasn’t looking at her. He was looking at the hospital name, trying not to crumble.
But his voice came out soft, almost crushed. “Nice meeting you—Miss Nevena. Sorry for putting you through so much trouble. I won't bother you from now henceforth”.
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