that I have ever heard.
No one moved.
No one breathed.
We were
barely
living.
Patience.
Uneasiness.
Anticipating heartache.
Exhausted,
we waited.
For what?
Oh, to wait some more.
At last, the door knob moved.
At last, a little sound.
Each breath was caught,
we all sat up.
Our hearts beat louder
than the entrance itself.
"Good news,"
he said.
"Good news.
You all can breathe again."
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