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Here’s a story I found in one of my old school folders from ‘07. It’s supposed to be like a page ripped from a novel…

“Let me get it for you, Jay,” he said staring at the capsule on the floor.
    ”Paul!” she paused for a moment, grasping her abdomen. “I know I’m hurt… but I need to be trying to do things a little more on my own.” She tried to sit up; the expression on her face showed her lack of ability to do so.
    He reached over. It was a strained action for both of them to sit back up.
    She had a serious look. “Since we got in the accident, you have treated me like you do Lily. I’m not 5!” Paul looked at her, somewhat surprised. She’d never spoken to him like that before.
    ”I’m… sorry,” he muttered. He could hardly stand the tension in the room. He was sure they had both been through enough in the last week to make anyone exhausted.
    She still had the same braids in her hair from two days ago. They were from before her surgery, straggling strands and all. She’s only been home for a few hours, and she still had the smell of disinfectant and medicine on her clothes. In the last week, he had grown to hate the smell of the hospital. There were just too many bad memories there for him.
    ”Look, I’m gonna leave you alone for now. You need to rest.” Seeming a little skeptical, he got up and wandered across the room. “Call me or text me. Anything you need, please just tell me,” he really meant it. “Even if it’s only a sneeze…”
    Jaymie’s little blue Honda (which sat mangled in the driveway) was only a testament to their injuries. For once, his music was off as his truck crept up the road.

Begging for people to talk to me. But I’m bored.

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