Lazarus and Mr Tucker page 5 by ric gustafson
Lloyd and Fred walked out of the elevator into the dimness of the underground parking.
" Lloyd, you haven't stopped smiling since you heard the news".
" I can't help it" he replied as they stopped at his Lexus. All of a sudden, chest discomfort made him slump to the ground. " Fred, call 911" Lloyd said as he held onto the driver door handle because of the pain. " I feel like I'm dying".
Lloyd opened his eyes and looked around the pitch black room. ' Where am I' he wondered as the unknown began to invade his thoughts. He could see a window on the side wall. He inched toward it. He was already thirsty but could not see any relief in the room.
What bothered him the most was that he felt totally alone as if even God had left him. He began to feel as if he was in a continous flame.
He stared through the window and could not believe what he saw. He saw what looked like Father Abraham and in his loving arms was the old man from his work gate.
Thirst and the constant flame was beginning to drive him mad.
Peace and God's blessings. Love Ric
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