Hunting Huntington's

“One of us is gonna die. One of us is gonna fidget, shake, forget, and cry. One of us is gonna die. And I’m not sure who and I’m not sure how. But I’m sure I don’t want it to be me, and I don’t want it to be you.”

“Going. One of us is going to die.”

“Oh yeah, thanks for your concern, sis.”

Contest: Original story
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