[Right through his lungs, maybe his heart too depending on the size. It would have hurt, maybe he had been afraid at the end, knowing he was dying and nothing would fix it. Maybe even she couldn't have saved him from that.]
[She looks down at her hands, expecting to imagine blood and holes she could see the couch through. But, thank God, it was just her hands and just his heart beating under her hands.]
[Before she really knows what she's doing, her fingers are working the buttons on Gai's shirt.]
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[Right through his lungs, maybe his heart too depending on the size. It would have hurt, maybe he had been afraid at the end, knowing he was dying and nothing would fix it. Maybe even she couldn't have saved him from that.]
[She looks down at her hands, expecting to imagine blood and holes she could see the couch through. But, thank God, it was just her hands and just his heart beating under her hands.]
[Before she really knows what she's doing, her fingers are working the buttons on Gai's shirt.]