Just a small Ethan POV.
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The Secret Life Of Casualty.
Chapter 498
Ethan's POV.
Every time, I shut my eyes, I could feel the burning heat of the explosion as it threw Al and I backwards, I was lucky to be alive, unlike Al and Jenny. I'd do anything for Al to call me "Grandma" one last time, I missed it, just as much as I missed "Nibbles"
"Ethan, no one is expecting you to to be in today, Charlie says.
I blink, not realising I had walked in to the ED. "I'm fine, Charlie." I said. "I just want to get on, " I say, walking in to the staff room, and I open my locker, seeing a picture of Cal and I, at a footie match, I pull it off the door. "I miss you, Cal" I say as I pull on my scrub top and wind my stethoscope around my neck.
At the end of my shift, I visit the spot where my brother lay dying, alone and frightened, the teddies that had lain there since his stabbing have long been removed, but pictures still remain.
"I miss him too you know" I turned to see Charlie standing beside me.
I nodded. "The explosion reminded me of when I saw him that night,"
"He wasn't in pain. " Charlie tells me, I scoffed, it was a line I used on patient relatives when a loved one has died, but how are we to know?
I nodded again. "I hope not"
