From ‘A Confabulated Compendium of Anecdotes’ by Melissa H. North.

Gaston

But now as he leaned over the basin, he realized he had become his father. Clutching his chest, he breathed in and staggered to the edge of the bed. Sweat poured from every pore in his body as he swung his legs onto the well-worn softness of the mattress. He clenched his teeth and let out a hiss as another surge of pain assailed his heart and he told himself – I don’t want to die. I’ll change, I’ll make things better. Pain sprung like a cleaver in the center of his chest, and he gasped...