The Morgue’s Backstory Part I

'Uncle Bherm', an old man, walked out and quietly looked at the house next to him where new neighbors moved in. Then the man got into his favorite car and drove out of the house that did not look different from that abandoned house.

A crimson-colored Nissan car, like old scrap metal, sped into the hospital parking lot. The driver was Bherm, whose daily lunch break routine was to run errands at home before returning to the hospital at 1 p.m. to perform a task that few people would want to do...that was to take care of the morgue!