Becky's POVMy dad was an electrical contractor running a small firm with about fifty employees. Business was good, and we lived in a modest bungalow in a middle-class neighborhood, Wendy, my younger sister, and I attended good school. Then, in February, all that started to change. “Dad, what is it?” I was alarmed. I just returned from school, exhausted, only to meet my dad clutching his chest.He stared at me gasping soundlessly.I immediately knew he was having a heart attack. I called emergency services, then my mother.I hung up and turned to my father and began performing CPR. Help finally came and he was taken to hospital.He was wheeled into the ED, while I sat worrying in the waiting room.Would he be okay? My Mom came in. “What happened? Where is he?” “A heart attack. He has been taken to the ED,” I explained, getting up to hug her, but she brushed me away and sat down.“Tell me what happened?” She demanded.Sighing, I sat beside her, and explained everything.“I am sure he
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