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Wolves, Dreams, Memory
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Continued from A New Home

Calvin opened the door to the cab as it pulled up at the hospital entrance. He paid the driver, giving him a generous tip for the assistance in walking to the cab. The driver helped him into the hospital and a nearby nurse moved ro get a wheelchair. Before she could, Calvin asked for crutches instead, preferring them to the wheelchairs.

The first thing that Calvin noticed was the smell. Hospitals generally have a sterile smell, and with his heightened sense of smell, Calvin was able to smell other chemicals used to keep things clean.

He also picked up the scent of those in the waiting room. If was a part of his gift that he could "smell" the emotions of other people. There were too many scents to count and Calvin had difficulty differentiating the scents, but he could pick up worry, sadness, fear, and anxiety. The effect was like walking into a candle or perfume shop - all the scents mingled together and gave Calvin a headache.

He approached the front desk and the woman behind the counter spoke, "How can I help...you."


She covered her surprise well. Calvin noticed the slight pause as she noticed the color of his eyes. He hadn't even thought about hiding them, but afterall, he couldn't hide them forever. Calvin explained that he needed stitches in his foot and she gave him some forms to fill out, telling him to let her know when he was done so.she could get them without him having to walk on his injured foot. He thanked her and sat down to fill out the forms.

The memory of the last time he was in a hospital forced itself back into his mind as he began to write his name...

Calvin was going out to feed the cows when the phone call came that his wife and son had been in a car accident involving a drunk driver. He immediatly got in his truck and drove to the hospital. He had only arrived when the doctor came out to inform him that they didn't make it. Calvin asked to see them beginning to cry. The doctor took him into the room, and he saw his wife laying on a hospital bed. She appeared to be asleep, but when he took her hand it was cold and there was a large gash on her forehead. He kissed her and said goodbye, continuing to cry. He moved to his son and kissed him on the forehead, remembering that only a few days ago, Benji had caught his first ball. He picked him up and feeling his son's broken body was when he had really realized that they were gone. He put his son down, and began sobbing uncontollably

...Calvin snapped out the memory and and thought Mary, Benji, I hope I will see you again someday.


Calvin reached for the wolves. Being on the outskirts, he was able to sense some wolves farther away. He just sensed them, not comunnicating much except a brief introduction. It brought him some comfort.

He wiped away a tear that had formed during the memory, turning once more to fill out the hospital form.


Edited by Calvin, Jun 11 2014, 01:49 PM.
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