Fic for the prompt meme:
The meme is "Give me the first sentence of a fic I haven't written and I'll give you the next five"
yarol_2075 gave me the following prompt:
My name is Marshall Teller, I may have made the biggest mistake of my life and I'm afraid I may live to regret it.
My name is Marshall Teller, I may have made the biggest mistake of my life and I'm afraid I may live to regret it.
"Terminal," the doctor said, and the sound had reverberated through Marshall's soul.
The morphine made Marilyn woozy and compliant, and she hadn't objected when Mars suggested she might be more comfortable sleeping downstairs. Edgar, half out of his mind with grief and the need to hide it from everybody, had carried freshly-laundered linens up from the basement, and hovered miserably as Syndi and Marshall set up the daybed.
That night, while his mother slept the restless, non-restorative sleep of the heavily medicated, Mars slipped downstairs and retrieved the huge rubber lid from where he had hidden it, partially concealed between the sofa and the northern wall.
Up to this point, religion in the Teller household had consisted of a tree at Christmas and a half-hearted belief in crucifixes as a deterrent against vampires, but when Marshall presses the last corner into place, and hears the hiss of an activated vacuum seal on the giant, dishwasher-safe People Saver, he prays.
yarol_2075 gave me the following prompt:
My name is Marshall Teller, I may have made the biggest mistake of my life and I'm afraid I may live to regret it.
My name is Marshall Teller, I may have made the biggest mistake of my life and I'm afraid I may live to regret it.
"Terminal," the doctor said, and the sound had reverberated through Marshall's soul.
The morphine made Marilyn woozy and compliant, and she hadn't objected when Mars suggested she might be more comfortable sleeping downstairs. Edgar, half out of his mind with grief and the need to hide it from everybody, had carried freshly-laundered linens up from the basement, and hovered miserably as Syndi and Marshall set up the daybed.
That night, while his mother slept the restless, non-restorative sleep of the heavily medicated, Mars slipped downstairs and retrieved the huge rubber lid from where he had hidden it, partially concealed between the sofa and the northern wall.
Up to this point, religion in the Teller household had consisted of a tree at Christmas and a half-hearted belief in crucifixes as a deterrent against vampires, but when Marshall presses the last corner into place, and hears the hiss of an activated vacuum seal on the giant, dishwasher-safe People Saver, he prays.