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Arcadia Memorial Hospital, Today
"Hello God." An elderly man said as he walked past The Almighty.
"Hi, waiting for your wife?" He already knew the answer.
"Yeah, missed her this past month." The man glanced down the hall. "I see someone I need to talk to."
"Remember…"
"I'm old, I'm not feeble."
"She'll meet you here."
"Thank you."
He slowly walked down the hall towards the ICU. He spotted an empty chair next to a young woman.
"Mind if I sit with you?"
"You want to sit with me?"
"If you don't mind being seen with an old man. What's your name young lady?" His voice was caring and soothing.
"Joan, probably not gonna be much company though." She quipped, pointing to the ICU bay; her body could be seen laying in bed. "You waiting to die too?"
Adam smiled, knowing what he did.