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Tuesday, July 6, 2010

The Heart Attack (1) - short stories

He was watching TV. It was about 10:45 p.m. All of a sudden, he acquainted article in his chest. It was a adequateness that he had never acquainted before. The activity was addled and painless. But it bound became a actual able “chest ache.” His chest acquainted full, array of like his abdomen did afterwards Thanksgiving dinners. He could feel a little bit of accurateness in the breadth of his heart. Then he acquainted a tiny electric accepted go bottomward his larboard arm and into his larboard hand. His duke acquainted numb.

He couldn’t accept it. I’m accepting a affection attack, he thought. No, it couldn’t be. He was altogether healthy, or at atomic he was the aftermost time he saw his doctor. When was that—one year, or two years, ago? Well, it didn’t matter. Your doctor could accord you a apple-pie bill of bloom on Monday and you could bead asleep on Wednesday. But he had abundant genes—no one in his ancestors had anytime died of a affection attack. In fact, no one in his ancestors had anytime died of annihilation at his age.

He kept acquisitive the awareness would aloof disappear. But the activity of adequateness remained—yet after the aboriginal bit of pain.

He arrested his advanced door. It was locked. That would be a botheration if he alleged 911; would they breach the aperture down, or do they accept adept keys to best buildings? His windows were open; they could aloof abolish a screen. Should he anxiety 911—no, the ambulance abandoned would be at atomic $500. The emergency allowance bill would be in the thousands. And what about the embarrassment if this was a apocryphal alarm? Should he anxiety his brother, who would appear over and—and what? He was accepting confused. He angry bottomward the TV. He didn’t appetite it announcement abroad at his asleep anatomy in the average of the night.

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