[ WP ] Turns out the superstition was right after all

David gripped her hand tightly, weaving his fingers in-between hers and gently kissing the back of her hand. His gaze never once cast upward, even as the nurse walked into the room. He rested his head upon their joined hands as the nurse quietly crept back out of the room, hoping not to disturb him. David sat for hours without a single word, the room was filled only with the rhythmic beeps of the EKG machine and the other monitors attached to his mother. 
 
 Not once had he ever considered that old superstition to be true, but how could he ignore it now? The timing was too similar for it to be a mere coincidence. What had he done? Her life would never be the same. If he had just went the usual way, maybe everything would be alright. Maybe he would n't have stepped across that cursed crack that broke his mother's back. Over and over, the scene played in his head, reminding him of how nonchalantly he had committed this heinous act. 
 
 The phone rang clearly in his mind, his stomach and heart had yet to surface from the depths of his being from the news that he had received. He hurried to the hospital only to find his mother laying in bed, unaware that he had even arrived. The doctors and nurses told him that they had never seen a case like it, but surely such a trivial matter had n't produced these results. He knew better. David knew that he was responsible for breaking his mother's back and all by stepping on one little crack. 
 
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