“She added a charm to her bracelet for every life that she took.”
(Prompt inspiration from Promptuarium on Pinterest)
Today’s charm was a small, white and black spotted circle. It reminded her of this morning’s charge.
It never got easier. The look of life leaving the eyes of a soul that had a family. Had a purpose; had loved and lost and shared and existed.
She stood washing her hands, looking down at the bracelet. Some times of the year seemed more challenging than others. This beautiful first week of May, she hadn’t had any others. It was just the one.
The worst part had been the young woman, sobbing as she’d explained the process. Sobbing as she’d put the needle under the skin. She hadn’t seen anyone cry like that from her services in a while. It was evident that the young woman wanted to hate her and didn’t want to be here.
She cleaned under her fingernails with a brush as she thought of how the young woman had held the beautiful soul she’d removed from this Earth. How she buried her face in the black and white spotted fur and told her that it would be okay; that she loved her and it wouldn’t hurt anymore. That in her thirteen years, she’d been the best friend a human could ask for. That she was so sorry, and it wasn’t supposed to be this way but she never wanted her to suffer. That no matter what else happened in her life, she’d remember her, and this moment, for the rest of her life.
The young woman’s parents had brought them here, to the office, to relieve the old dog’s suffering. Consequently, they left with a young woman whose heart would forever miss her friend, creating a different type of suffering entirely.
The charm was chosen as a reminder for the life she took. For the power that her services had to relieve suffering. For the beautiful soul that loved and left.