Buried Truths
Language: en
New Year's Eve. My sister Zoe was admitted to the hospital after a car crash. It was supposed to be a standard surgery for a fractured leg. Two hours later, she was a cold, lifeless body. The surgeon, Dr. Price, claimed she died from massive hemorrhaging, that they couldn't save her. My wife, a medical examiner, issued a report of accidental death with lightning speed, before I even had a chance to see Zoe one last time. My mother, her face streaked with tears, rushed to have Zoe's body sent for cremation. I just wanted to arrange a proper farewell, but when I got a glimpse of Zoe’s body,…