Sister Mary: Series 1

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Chapter 5 (v.1)

Submitted: October 20, 2013

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A Sick Man

Weeks passed, but still, nothing was being done for Daniel Davids and his parents. Nothing could be done, really, unless somebody miraculously decided to donate their bone marrow to him. Sister Mary refused to give up hope, though she could see that the chances of Daniel making a full recovery were now getting slimmer and slimmer by the day.

Meanwhile, one morning, Sister Mary was cleaning up the church, where she saw a woman enter the building. She was a woman who Sister Mary could not recall. She looked like she was in her fifties, and as she walked through the doors, she almost instantly noticed Sister Mary.

"Oh, hello", she said.

"Good morning", replied Sister Mary, "what brings you here today?"

"I just want some time on my own", replied the woman, "I want to pray".

"Of course you can pray here", said Sister Mary, "I'm about to go upstairs anyway".

"My husband is dying", she said suddenly, "and I need someone to turn to".

"Well, you can always talk to me, if not God", replied Sister Mary, happy to offer a helping hand as always.

"I would like that", replied the woman, "my name is Valerie, by the way".

"So, how long does your husband have left, might I ask?" asked Sister Mary.

"Not long", replied Valerie, "he's in a hospice now. He has cancer, you see, and it's recently spread. The doctor has given him about three weeks, if that".

Valerie then started to cry.

"You should be cherishing every moment you have with him", said Sister Mary, holding the woman's hand.

"I realise that", replied Valerie, "but Tony told me to go for a break for a couple of hours, so I came here. When I leave the church, I'll be back there, and I'll be by his bedside until the very end".

"That's how it should be", replied Sister Mary, "is he on morphine?"

"He chose not to have it. He'd rather suffer and be with me than not suffer and not know who I am any more. He's the most amazing man, you know. He once donated his organ to be when I was very ill. I just don't want him to die, not yet, but he has to, and I can't control that".

"Once he dies, all you can do is cherish his memory".

"I know...can I ask you a favour?"

"Of course!"

"Could you come over to the hospice with me, just for a couple of hours? It might brighten up his day to see a new person instead of me. It can get very depressing in there all the time".

"Of course I'll come!" cried Sister Mary.

At the hospice, Sister Mary could see that Tony was a very sick man indeed. He could still speak, but he was in agony and spoke with such stress in his voice, that it pained Sister Mary to hear it.

"Nobody should go through as much pain as you", said Sister Mary.

"I should", replied Tony, "this is a punishment for all of the bad things I've done!"

"What are you talking about, Tony?" asked Valerie.

"When I was younger, before I married Valerie, I was part of a crime organisation. I stole, robbed all kinds of shops, and even killed a couple of times".

Valerie was in shock. She did not know any of this.

"Why didn't you tell me before?" she asked, completely bewildered.

"I couldn't", said Tony, "I want to make a death bed confession. Please, find it in your heart to forgive me. I know you can".

"No!" cried Valerie, storming out of the hospice.

While the nurses were attending to Tony, Sister Mary ran after Valerie.

"I know you are in shock, but he is still the man you married, and you will regret it if you don't spend your final days with him!"

"I doubt that very much!" cried Valerie, "he can die alone!"

Sister Mary decided to leave it for a couple of days, before returning to see if Valerie had changed her mind, or was open to persuasion.

"I still haven't changed my mind!" cried Valerie, "and I never will, so there is no point!"

"Once he's gone, that's it!" cried Sister Mary, desperate for Tony not to die without the woman he loved.

"I'm not changing my mind, I've already told you! My entire marrige for seventeen years has been built on a lie!"

"I am sorry for that, but it's not as bad as it sounds. He's a changed man now, and he saved your life once, didn't he?"

"Once a criminal always a criminal! There's no twisting my arm here. I'm sorry you're disappointed".

This week, Sister Mary learned another valuable lesson, that sometimes, you fail, even if you try your hardest, but you learn from your mistakes, and Sister Mary hoped that, despite not getting the outcome she wanted, things would turn out alright for them in the end.


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