Please, please, please help me God. Muhammad. Vishnu. Buddha. Zeus. Whoever’s listening. I swear I’m not picky. I’m just desperate. I’ll do good. Give to charity. Be a kind person. I’ll pray to you every day, once an hour. Anything! Please give me a sign. A voice crackles in my ear. “This is a Code Blue. I repeat, a Code Blue.” I open my eyes and press my lips together. Unclasp my hands. No God would listen to a sinner like me.
