A Good Son
Charlie hated change.
Was it too much to ask for the universe to be orderly?
It seemed like such a simple desire to have fulfilled, yet no higher power saw fit to grant him the simple wish.
Now, because of the chaos brought into his life, he now waited for his test results. It wasn’t so much the fact his father was in the hospital and needed blood, but the fact the accident had messed up his morning routine.
A doctor approached him from the side. “Mister Jacobs? You’re a match.”
He sighed and nodded. “Let’s get this over with.”