He struggled but his breaths were getting shorter.
He wanted to hear her incessant chatter, witness the cute
dimples when she smiled. He wanted to survive. Would this be his last wish?
Suddenly he felt life being pumped into him.
“At last a place to charge my phone.”
There was relief in her voice too.
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Word count: 55
Written in response to the day 2 prompt " His last wish" at the Drabble week for marathon bloggers.




