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2024-10-29 19:42:56Aiden
I frowned, shaking my head. “There’s nothing more you can do but wait,” I advised him, honestly. “If she loves you like I know she does, then she’ll come back to you.”
Understanding settled into his tired brown eyes. Before, he just looked lost, but now I had given him a shred of hope to cling to.
Hell, maybe I was going soft, but even I was now rooting for him. I held out my hand for him to shake and without hesitation, he took it.
The next few hours flew by. Jen and Sam traveled in the air ambulance with us. Ruby was stable. I placed her on a vent and administered some fluids during the flight. Caleb kept popping into my thoughts. The sense of guilt overshadowed the anxiety I felt about going back home. I kept checking the machinery to occu
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Caleb Aaron tipped the empty Tequila bottle upside down to prove a point. “No way! We’ve gone through the second bottle already?” He turned to my father with an accusatory tone. “It was opened twenty minutes ago.” Aaron’s face was partially hidden beneath his Batman mask, but the whites of his bulging eyes were visible among the black face paint. He had been doing rather well, talking in a gruff tone to imitate the caped crusader's voice, but the sheer shock at how fast my father could sink his liquor caused his pitch to raise a few octaves. Dad gave a casual shrug of his green padded shoulders as he raised the shot glass to his lips and downed the contents in one large gulp. Even I had to admit that was pretty good going, considering he was wearing a pair of oversized hulk hands
