"A Twitch"
"A Twitch" Her husband sat next to her bed, and closed his eyes to pray. A bullet had passed through her brain. Would she make it one more day? He asked his God to spare her, she had so much to give. Please Lord, hear your servant, and grant that she may live. A sudden twitch was what he felt, as he looked at her hand. At last there was some movement. A response from God's command? He spoke her name and asked her, if she could hear him speak. Her lips moved oh so slightly, but her voice was very weak. His eyes welled up with tears of joy, at this first sign of life. He quickly said a prayer of thanks, then gently, kissed his wife.
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