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what?”
    “I think we were arguing.” Josephine babbled
mindlessly.
    “And this Anthony...what...did Anthony hit
you?” Dr. Kessler had no idea who Anthony was. He was assuming
Anthony was Josephine’s boyfriend, since he saw no trace of a
wedding band.
    “No, pushed... Anthony pushed me.”
    Josephine was in what seemed to her, a never
ending fog. She was trying to remember, just what had happened.
‘Why had Anthony pushed her? No, now that she thought about it,
Anthony kind of threw her. Why? Why would Anthony throw her? What
were they doing?’ Josephine racked her brain. Dr Kessler was still
speaking to her. She heard nothing of what he was saying. He stood
up and went to the main desk to inquire about Josephine’s
situation. He was told to check inside the emergency room area,
since that was where she came from, just a little over two hours
earlier.
    Dr.Kessler walked through the waiting room
and into the emergency room where the on duty nurse filled him in
on the evening’s events. He then walked towards the doors that
closed off the surgery area from the main room. He lifted a metal
pad off the hook which held it and opened it. After making a couple
notations, he hung the pad back on its hook. He took a deep breath
as he looked at the doors. He glanced back to the desk, where the
nurse’s eyes were watching him. Then he pushed open the doors and
entered the surgery area.
    The scrub room held a window allowing sight
into the actual surgery. There was a lot of blood, but there
usually was in surgery. After scrubbing in, he entered surgery and
asked how everything was going, if his attention was needed or if
he could get anything for anyone in the room.
    “A season pass to Disney World.” The verbal
request was tossed over the table to him, while another wanted a
deep dark tan. The simplicity of the humor was lost in the air. You
could feel the tension in the room. Somehow it felt as if no one
was breathing. Everyone holding their breath until the job was
complete. Dr. Kessler walked over to the monitor which recorded the
patients vitals and glanced at its print out. Then he glanced at
the clip board which held up to the minute actions. He looked at
the young woman on the table. She was lying on her stomach, her
head turned to the right side of the room. He could see the neat
little hole near the center of her back. He glanced once again at
the clip board before walking towards the head of the table.
    “What’s the good word, Luke?” he asked of the
lead surgeon. Luke looked up, if only to let him know he heard, and
then back down to the task at hand.
    “We’re going to need more blood here Jen,
take care of it.” A body left the room immediately. “It’s a pretty
rotten thing we have going here, Doc,” the lead surgeon was saying,
“four shots, everyone making an entrance, two planning to stay a
while, one ending a life as well as any future plans of creating
life. Damn shame. Hold this here...steady...one more...alright,
close this one and let’s start the next...lucky this one missed the
spine. Trouble is it tried to make friendly with the pulmonary
trunk. Got Sidney flying up from Long Island to check it out. Seems
to be some swelling, he won’t be here for another hour or so, that
one may be the bad seed, hard to tell. Guaranteed to be in here a
while Doc. Go ahead and make your rounds, I’ll find you if I need
you...damn shame.”
    Dr. Kessler exited the surgery room and
walked back to the nurse’s station. “Page me if anything in that
room changes.”
    “You got it, Doc.” the nurse replied while
posting a note on the phone that read, ‘Page Kessler’. He exited
emergency through the waiting room, stopping at the receptionist’s
desk to make a notation on the schedule, which was hanging on her
door.
    He looked up and noticed, for the first time,
the gentleman seated in the corner. He glanced over to the
receptionist, who in turn responded, “Came in with the gun club.
Everyone else