1.

She clicks the print button, and scans the readout.

Huntington’s. Negative.

She wakes up.

2.

Her mother’s still alive. She was never sick, and Huntington’s doesn’t exist. There’s no chorea, no dementia, no wasting away in a hospital bed until the monitor issues a long beep.

Everything is just a bad dream, she’s still happy, and her mom-God ( Read more... )