Day 15: Blandishment

Half-way through the month! I have maybe a chance!

The chart offered nothing to be happy about, but as a Doctor, Sarah tried to find some shred of hope in the prognosis. Her patient, however, read her consideration as indecision, making her job significantly easier.

“Give it to me straight, Doc. I don’t need kind words.”

Sarah raised an eyebrow. From the chart, he would die, in excruciating pain, within six months.

“I thought they taught you how to read a chart in medical school,” he snapped.

“You’ll die, soon, and painfully,” she said.

The surprise on his face gave her an instant of vindication before fading into regret.