Playing God

Excerpt

Why she called me first I never figured out. Maybe she had more brains than I gave her credit for. All she had said was,

My husband has passed away, Doctor. Can you come over?

That was it: flat monotone, no emotion, just matter-of-fact. Now I'm one of those old-fashioned doctors who still makes house calls on certain occasions, and this was definitely one of those occasions. I could feel it in the pit of my stomach. I grabbed my clothes, got dressed in the bathroom so as not to wake my wife, brushed the snow from the car, and