Choked by a rubbery scent and by the taste of oxygen and fear
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On Dr. Patel’s orders, a technologist is preparing my father for his ECG test. Ma stays with him. I slip out to the corridor, where a white-faced patient is being fitted with an oxygen mask. At the sight of it, my mind is spinning full of bits of memories all the way back to the night I was brought here, to the ER, months ago. I recall struggling to release myself out of this thing, being choked by its rubbery scent and by the taste of oxygen and fear. I call Michael. “Miss you,” I say. And he says, “Miss you too.”“Just, needed to hear your voice.”“You know,” Michael says, “I did a reverse lookup in a few caller ID databases along with other private and public sources—”“Oh!” I cry, my mind leaping ahead to finish his sentence for him. “You found out who owns that pink cellphone, the one I got last night from the waitress!”“Yes, I did!”“And?”“Sure you want to know?” “Sure I’m sure!”Michael gurgles a laugh. He must be enjoying the moment, because he does his best to prolong it. “I’ll tell you who it doesn’t belong to: his wife.”I gasp. At the other end, there’s a brief bark. I suppose my golden retriever, Browny, is as hungry for a bit of information as I am. Impatient, I whisper, “Stop playing games, Michael, I’m dying to know—”“Not now,” he says. “I’ll pick you up in an hour—is that a good time?—and then, we’ll go pay that person a visit.”“Can’t wait!” “How’s your father?”“His vision is still blurry, and now his heart is acting up. They’re doing some tests right now. See you later.”“See you soon, sweetheart.”
Excerpt from Overdose
Overdose (Volume III of Ash Suspense Thrillers with a Dash of Romance)Audible: US ★ UK ★ FR ★ DEAudiobook: Amazon US ★ Amazon UK ★ iTunesPaperback: Amazon
"This book was a roller coaster ride. I loved listening to it. I was enthralled listening to it, the imagery the use of words, I could smell the food they ate."Sarah Moon, Audible Reviewer
On Dr. Patel’s orders, a technologist is preparing my father for his ECG test. Ma stays with him. I slip out to the corridor, where a white-faced patient is being fitted with an oxygen mask. At the sight of it, my mind is spinning full of bits of memories all the way back to the night I was brought here, to the ER, months ago. I recall struggling to release myself out of this thing, being choked by its rubbery scent and by the taste of oxygen and fear. I call Michael. “Miss you,” I say. And he says, “Miss you too.”“Just, needed to hear your voice.”“You know,” Michael says, “I did a reverse lookup in a few caller ID databases along with other private and public sources—”“Oh!” I cry, my mind leaping ahead to finish his sentence for him. “You found out who owns that pink cellphone, the one I got last night from the waitress!”“Yes, I did!”“And?”“Sure you want to know?” “Sure I’m sure!”Michael gurgles a laugh. He must be enjoying the moment, because he does his best to prolong it. “I’ll tell you who it doesn’t belong to: his wife.”I gasp. At the other end, there’s a brief bark. I suppose my golden retriever, Browny, is as hungry for a bit of information as I am. Impatient, I whisper, “Stop playing games, Michael, I’m dying to know—”“Not now,” he says. “I’ll pick you up in an hour—is that a good time?—and then, we’ll go pay that person a visit.”“Can’t wait!” “How’s your father?”“His vision is still blurry, and now his heart is acting up. They’re doing some tests right now. See you later.”“See you soon, sweetheart.”
Excerpt from Overdose
Overdose (Volume III of Ash Suspense Thrillers with a Dash of Romance)Audible: US ★ UK ★ FR ★ DEAudiobook: Amazon US ★ Amazon UK ★ iTunesPaperback: Amazon
"This book was a roller coaster ride. I loved listening to it. I was enthralled listening to it, the imagery the use of words, I could smell the food they ate."Sarah Moon, Audible Reviewer
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