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Worn Out

Dana

"Call him, please?" She gripped my hand tightly and forced me to stop rubbing her.

"I'm here." He walked in and moved to the other side of the bed, dropping to his knees and placing his strong fingers around her hand and mind. "I'm right here. I was on my way up here. Were you throwing another fit just to see me?"

"No." She turned her face toward me and let out a sob. "I don't wanna die, bubba. Please make it stop."

Tears blurred my eyes as I leaned toward her and pressed my cheek to the side of her face. I couldn't look at Kendal, but the soft panting coming from his side of the bed let me know that he was hurting beyond anything any of us could heal. The results were back for Amanda's decreased use of her limbs. She was getting worse... fast. There was little they could do, but the doctor was hoping for a few more good months for her. No one had told Kendal yet, or not that I knew of.

"Fuck," he mumbled and got up, walking to the window and pressing his hands to his face as his
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