by Chantelle Aime\u0301e Osman
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\nThey said she was able to utter a few words before she died. <\/p>\n
Of course that was just hypothetical, because, bored from our never-ending death vigil, we decided to blow the hospital and head for the nearest Starbucks. That white chocolate frappucino tasted like heaven. Sweet blended heaven. I still regret that I dropped it when the nurse rushed by with the paddles… And that the doctor slipped in it, and slid into the EKG machine. <\/p>\n
At least it saved us from making the decision to pull the plug. by Chantelle Aime\u0301e Osman They said she was able to utter a few words before she died. Of course that was just hypothetical, because, bored from our never-ending death vigil, we decided to blow the hospital and head for the … Continue reading
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\nCHANTELLE AIM\u00c9E OSMAN<\/strong> is a mystery writer whose short stories and flash fiction have been published in anthologies and online. She is also one of the founding members of The Sirens of Suspense, a blog by a group of award-winning authors on all things writing and publishing (www.sirensofsuspense.com<\/a>). In her other life, she own a script consultation company (www.twistofkarma.com<\/a>), and speaks to writing conferences nationwide about selling screenplays to Hollywood. Her non-fiction book on screenwriting, Keys to the Kingdom<\/em>, will be out in October.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"