Is It Possible to Bring Her Back?

Leria's eyes rolled on their orbits and shut tight. People stared at us, giving accusatory glares of non belonging. I kneeled fore leria and opened the panel door in her neck. Oily wires and a switched off terminal slid out. A hand d on my shoulder. It won't work. My friend mohammed, go away. If he hadn't popped out of his wormy food with an offer, it would have been an inevitable, but bitter sweet ending to our friendship. Grieving the loss of friends wasn't like grieving the loss of parents. Aunt monica was a mother to me, so i knew, by the rules of life itself, that