Acheron — Chapter 8

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The registrar adjusted the horn-rimmed spectacles on his pointy nose. He looked tired and dispirited.

‘Your daughter is strong. A fighter. So she may yet pull through, but you need to be prepared for the worst, I’m afraid. The next few hours will be critical. I’m so sorry I can’t be of more comfort.’

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Steve Fendt

Steve Fendt

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https://stevefendt.substack.com Short stories, serial fiction, memoirs of a possibly quasi-true nature. Aussie tales of banjos, beaches and the bush.