Issue 9 - Gold Dust magazine
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Issue 9 - Gold Dust magazine
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infection associated with the accident.<br />
Dr. Stone remains in a coma."<br />
Stone took a deep breath and<br />
composed himself as best he could.<br />
The next clipping was dated six weeks<br />
later. "Dr. Stone, who awoke from his<br />
coma two days ago, had his medical<br />
license revoked amidst allegations…"<br />
Stone skipped ahead to the last<br />
clipping. The headline, dated three<br />
years later, read, "Dr. Joshua Stone<br />
Dies from Fall of Bridge."<br />
It was the second time at the<br />
Anchor House that Stone fainted.<br />
***<br />
How are you today, sir?<br />
Very fine, I thank you.<br />
Stone awoke at 7:00 a.m. All the<br />
boxes and files were gone. In their<br />
place was a note reminding him of his<br />
appointment with GH at 10:00 a.m.<br />
Stone held his head tightly to<br />
avoid cranium spillage. He was too<br />
depressed to think about an appointment.<br />
Where were the boxes?<br />
Where was the boy singing outside his<br />
window?<br />
9:30 a.m. His phone rang.<br />
"Hello," Stone answered in his<br />
foggy, morning grumble.<br />
"Just a reminder for your appointment,"<br />
said the voice he connected to<br />
GH.<br />
Stone dragged himself to GH's<br />
office.<br />
"Dr. Stone, delighted you're<br />
here," said GH. GH looked the same<br />
although years must have passed<br />
since Stone last saw him.<br />
"Could I get a straight answer to<br />
one simple question?"<br />
"You were a healer," said GH,<br />
"sworn to help others. Namely, children.<br />
Especially your son. Shame,<br />
really. Now, we need your help."<br />
"My question…" said Stone.<br />
"GH?" asked GH.<br />
"Yes."<br />
"God's Husband."<br />
"What?" said Stone.<br />
"God's Husband," said GH, slowly,<br />
as if Stone was suddenly dense. Or<br />
Guardian of Hell, if you prefer. Two<br />
sides of a coin," said GH.<br />
Stone stared out the window and<br />
swore he could see the seasons<br />
changing.<br />
"I don't know what you want,"<br />
said Stone finally.<br />
"Sure you do." GH walked to the<br />
wall of children's pictures. "My wife, as<br />
you can imagine, works full-time. Very<br />
busy schedule. Especially around the<br />
holidays. I stay home and take care of<br />
the children. I see the world through<br />
their eyes. Sometimes, it does lead to<br />
a distorted view. Makes me think that<br />
everything's fine with the world. Most<br />
people act adoringly to children. So,<br />
when that view is damaged, well, it's<br />
most disturbing."<br />
"God's Husband," said Stone<br />
softly.<br />
"Do you believe in heaven and<br />
hell, Dr. Stone?" asked GH, sitting<br />
down behind the large desk.<br />
"I used to."<br />
"Exactly. Because there is no<br />
heaven and hell. There's only your<br />
room in the Anchor House and what<br />
you make of it. Most people never<br />
leave their room, so obsessed are<br />
they with their boxes. For some, the<br />
boxes are heaven and for others they<br />
are hell. But ultimately, it's just their<br />
room."<br />
"I want to see Dory," said Stone.<br />
"He's our son now," said GH<br />
coldly. "You were supposed to take<br />
care of him." He pointed to the wall of<br />
pictures. "You were supposed to take<br />
care of them."<br />
"But I was in a coma when he<br />
died. I couldn't do anything," said<br />
Stone, closing his eyes to push back<br />
the tears.<br />
Stone heard a voice.<br />
"Why, Daddy?"<br />
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Stone opened his eyes. "Wait. It<br />
wasn't my fault."<br />
"I've seen the parents' faces<br />
when they got the news that their children<br />
were dead. I've seen your exwife's<br />
face," said GH.<br />
"Fuck you," screamed Stone to<br />
the black void of GH's eyes. Weren't<br />
his eyes blue a moment ago?<br />
Everything in this house was fluid.<br />
"I'm curious," said GH, "was that<br />
your general attitude when you fell off<br />
that bridge?"<br />
"What?" asked Stone.<br />
"Just three seconds ago. That's<br />
been the length of your stay at the<br />
Anchor House. We were looking forward<br />
to your stay when Dory died but<br />
you weren't ready then. You weren't<br />
finished damaging everything. You<br />
kept on drinking and kept misdiagnosing<br />
your patients. Well, your bill's<br />
come due."<br />
"I don't know anything about the<br />
others. It wasn't my fault."<br />
"Dory needs to know it was you.<br />
He can't move on."<br />
"He blames himself?" asked<br />
Stone.<br />
"Set him straight."<br />
"But, I didn't…"<br />
"Suit yourself," said GH, "You<br />
were right before. This is a sort of<br />
rehab centre. You think time matters<br />
here? Your liver is hanging off a<br />
branch twenty feet away from your<br />
mangled body. Take all the time you<br />
want."<br />
Stone sulked back to his room.<br />
His boxes were there to greet him.<br />
There was just him and his boxes. His<br />
past. His untainted past. Anything but<br />
the loneliness. Anything but the truth.<br />
The last statue: Man in Denial.<br />
He opened the first box and<br />
smiled.<br />
Run away.<br />
Run away.<br />
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