Today's OneWord: Soon
"She'll be here soon." "Thank...thank God." "Will you be okay until then?" I take the dish rag she's offering me and proceed to wipe the sweat off my face. Of course, now my skin gets all dry from the soap. "Yeah. I'll be fine." Her face doesn't change. "That was pretty bad, Frankie. You looked like you were going to pass out." "I know." I let the dish rag hang limply from my clammy fist.