Every single story I have ever written began with a song -- until this story. I was talking to one of my graduate professors after class one night about a patient at work and he said something that struck a chord in me.

You can't help everyone.

Normally, this is one of those 'duh' statements that everyone knows. But for some reason, it made me think. And my overly-stimulated brain somehow spit out Whispers In The Dark during a 5-hour typing frenzy. So, sit back, enjoy.

Please send me your thoughts on it. Good, Bad, Ugly. I don't care.

5/9/02 - I made some minor changes to the story -- little things that have been bothering me for a while but I've been too lazy to change them until now. It's nothing that affects the storyline or anything. So, if you've read this before and you're coming back to read it again, don't worry. It's all basically the same :)

Thank you everyone for the amazing feedback. It makes me so happy that people enjoy this story. :)

Chapter One
Awards this story has received. Eeee!
Take Me Home!