Susan rushes to the hospital after her husband has a heart attack on the way to work. “Please God,” she pleads, “Let him live.” Remembering the angry words between them.
Slowly opening the door, Susan’s heart rate starts to rise as she peeks into his room. Looking around, she sees three pretty nurses doting on him. “Hi Sweetie,” he gushes. “I feel great!”
A seemingly happier and more relaxed John comes home a week later. “Finally, time off from work,” he says smiling. Susan quickly ices over the fingerprinted cake before yelling at John Jr. and his sister. “Daddy’s home!”
Slowly opening the door, Susan’s heart rate starts to rise as she peeks into his room. Looking around, she sees three pretty nurses doting on him. “Hi Sweetie,” he gushes. “I feel great!”
A seemingly happier and more relaxed John comes home a week later. “Finally, time off from work,” he says smiling. Susan quickly ices over the fingerprinted cake before yelling at John Jr. and his sister. “Daddy’s home!”
