

Flash Fiction: Ward 16 Nobody wants them.Flash Fiction: Ward 16
And nobody cares that nobody wants them: The little angels of Ward 16.
They sit behind the building, a few of them cower inside. Some are tangled up inside doctors coats, some wear ragged gowns.
The coats have grimy, broken nametags still pinned to the chests. Doctor Raymore, Doctor Tanda, Doctor Brownes.
The dingy, tie-around gowns are torn and tattered, the baby blue hearts laughably o
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