Flash fiction: “Do you smoke?”

He’d never felt like this before. Why did he feel like this? What was wrong?

He’d woken up earlier that morning feeling like this normal self. He had breakfast with his wife before getting in his car to drive to work.

It was still normal when he gets to work. A few people knocked on his office door, but for the most part, he was left alone.

It wasn’t until shortly after lunch that the headache started. Nothing out of the norm, he always had headaches. He didn’t think much about it until and an hour later when his head felt like it was going to explode.

Soon he felt lightheaded, and when he stood to ask someone for help, he had trouble breathing.

He didn’t know how long he had been lying on the floor of the office before someone found him and called the ambulance. All he knew was that he was now lying in a hospital room waiting for the doctor to come and tell him what was wrong.

The door to his room opened, and a man dressed n a white coat entered.

”Mr. Jameson,” The man said walking over and taking the chart from the bottom of the bed.

”Do you smoke?”

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