Creative Writing with Red Claw

“From a medical point of view, you were dead,” Dr. Herron told him.

David considered it a moment. “Yep. It didn’t take. So, I got better.”

Dr. Herron’s only comment was a sour look. “Physically. Mentally, you’ve been through enough trauma to shatter anyone else to pieces. So in my estimate, you’re unfit to be in the field. I’m putting you on medical leave for some rest. After that? Therapy and re-evaluation.”

David took a sip of his coffee, then leaned back in the tree. He decided that out of th...