There was no identification on the woman when she was brought in. Unfortunately, someone needed to pay for the cost of this woman’s care… as cold as it sounded. This was not a hospital that took on charity cases. While the woman may have had family or even insurance, it was going to be some time before she would be awake. The surgeon planned to have her put in a temporary coma until her prognosis looked much better.

Most people would’ve left a stranger, but Marco just wasn’t that kind of man. He definitely had a soft spot for the lost or wounded and it started when he was very young. He found a stray dog at school and took an instant liking to it. There was something wrong with it’s leg and it hobbled around. The poor thing followed him home… but of course he coaxed it to come with him. His father told him that he couldn’t keep the dog, because it probably belonged to someone. The dog was taken away to the animal shelter until it’s owner came to claim him… or so he was told.

Marco never believed that the dog had an owner or that his father took him to the shelter at all. He said that he would get him a dog of his own, but that’s not what he wanted. His father had never followed through with any of his promises since day one, so he learned not to expect anything at all. The only thing he knew was that his father would disappoint him so many fucking times and when it came down to it, he had sent him away because he didn’t understand him at all.

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When Sharon finally did go to sleep, it wasn’t a restful one. Ever since she went to her mother’s funeral, she started having these damn nightmares again. She hadn’t had any of this kind in so many years. Irwin had slept in the guest room since he knew that his wife was better off alone when having one of these migraines. Sharon tossed and turned. Her body was sweat soaked and tears were streaming down her face. All this being done in her sleep.

Sharon hadn’t shed hardly a tear in so many years. The last time she really had was when she found out that her daughter was gay. This took away her hopes and dreams of having grandchildren. Dana had said that she wanted children, but how? She wasn’t really going to go through that process, was she? Being inseminated? That caused her stomach to churn just thinking of it, some stranger’s seed to be growing in her. There were worse things than that, but she pushed those thoughts instantly out of her head.