Title: Flip A Coin

Chapter Two: Say Goodbye

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When I decided to get the promicin shot, I didn't tell anyone. I was afraid they'd try to stop me. It was the right decision, I know that now, but it was one of the hardest things I've ever done. Imagine kissing your loved ones goodbye, knowing you might never see them again, and having to pretend that it's just an ordinary day. Imagine walking away from them without saying goodbye. I could see them in my mind's eye, after they found out, trying to spot the one clue they missed, the one thing that gave away my intentions. They would spend the rest of their lives not knowing if they could have stopped me. So would I.

Excerpt from The Promicin Shot: A Memoir.

888 Amy Carter

Mom and Dad,

I'm going to try the Promicin shot. If you don't hear from me in the next couple of days, I'm probably dead-

No. Amy crumpled the sheet of notebook paper up and threw it in the general vicinity of the trashcan. That was too blunt, too cruel.

Dear Mom and Dad,

I'm sorry.

That wouldn't do either. She wasn't sorry she was doing this. If she was, she wouldn't be writing this letter.

Mom and Dad-

Why was this so hard?

888 Robert Johnson

Robert listened to the telephone, willing his ex-wife to pick it up. He wanted to hear her voice one last time.

But the telephone just kept ringing, until finally the answering machine picked up. "Hello, you've reached Cheryl and Lewis. You know what do do!" He hung up. Who the hell was Lewis? Not that plumber she'd been seeing, surely.

He sighed and called back. At the beep, he took a shaky breath and began to speak. "Cheryl. It's me. Robert, your ex-husband. I' I'm sorry about how things ended between us. I… look, I know it would be too much to ask for forgiveness, but… If you don't hear from me again, just- I just want you to know I still love you. I'm so sorry."

If you don't hear from me again. What had possessed him to say that? She would probably freak out and call the cops or something.

He considered calling back and leaving a more reassuring message, but it would probably only make things worse. What was done was done.

888 Laura Garcia

"You look sad. Something wrong?" Asha's voice startled Laura out of her reverie.

"Yeah. Is my shift over already?"

"Now I now something must be wrong, girl. You usually can't wait for work to be over."

"Yeah, well…" On an impulse, Laura took a couple of steps forward and hugged Asha. "Thank you so much for helping me out. I know I haven't been so thankful, but- I just want you to know it means a lot to me."

Asha frowned at her. "You got cancer or something?"

"Or something. I'll… I won't be here tomorrow. Maybe not ever." She untied the strings of her apron, then hung it up on its peg. Of one thing she was certain: she'd never wear it again.

Once she got an ability, she'd be able to do whatever she wanted. She wouldn't be stuck scrubbing floors in a convenience mart.

"What do you mean you aren't coming back? You've got to give notice, so you can get your last paycheck. You know that."

Laura shrugged. "Don't worry 'bought me. I'll be fine."

Asha watched her go. "Someday that girl is going to get in a mess she can't fix, mark my words."

888 Adam Scott

Adam brushed a lock of his daughter's hair off her face, and leaned in to press a kiss on her forehead. He'd become so accustomed to the steady beep of the heart monitor and the hum of the all the machines keeping Emma alive that he barely noticed them anymore.

She opened her eyes. "Dad? What's going on?"

"Nothing, sweetheart. Just want you to know I love you."

She smiled. "I know, Dad. Don't worry. I'm not afraid of dying."

"Oh, Emma." He started to cry, and she sat up as far as the tubes connected to her would allow, putting her arms gently around her father, trying to comfort him.

"It'll be okay, Dad."

He smiled at her, trying to be strong for his daughter. He wished he had her courage. He should be the one telling her it would be alright, but he couldn't lie to her.

"Bye, Emma. I love you."

"I love you too Dad."

888

Dear Mom and Dad,

I know the last few years have been hard on all of us, and I'm sorry for that. I just want you to know that I love you, and I'm sorry if I've been a pain. I've decided to try the Promicin shot, and by the time you read this, it will be too late to stop me.

This isn't about me wanting to kill myself again, although I'm well aware of the odds. I don't want to die anymore. I want to live a different life. I think that having a 4400 ability might be the key to that. I want you to know that this is my choice, whichever way it turns out. Ever since Katie died, my life has seemed empty. She was my other half, my mirror image. I don't know what do without her. I'm lost. I'm sure you think this is too great a risk to take, and I understand that, but I have to do this.

I love you both so much. Please don't blame yourselves. This is my decision.

Love,

Amy.

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