Everything they do here is only temporary. I heard them saying that as they stitched me up. One doctor talking to another most likely, as it’s too dispassionate a thing to say to my mum or dad. It’s true though, you can’t save a life forever, just until the next fast car or tumour or set of stairs comes bowling along.
My short story “Only Temporary” appears online at the now-defunct Pindeldyboz.