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STAYING

Author: Asmodeus
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-10 21:59:00

I blinked at him in disbelief. “You’re leaving already? But I thought you’d be around for at least a few more days.”

Lucas shrugged, his smile fading slightly. “Plans changed. Dad called, we need to take care of some business stuff in Washington. Besides, we didn’t want to overstay our welcome, especially with all the… drama.” He glanced at Margaret, who was now quietly sipping her coffee, a knowing look on her face. “Sorry for the poor choice of word.”

“Right,” I said slowly, trying to process this sudden shift. “And here I was thinking I’d get to spend more time with you two.”

“It won't be long,” Lucas assured me, trying to lighten the mood. “Your dad will be out of hospital in a few days. You can fly back after that.”

My heart sank a little at the thought of leaving dad so soon, but I told him that I leave when he is out of hospital.

“Yeah, I remember,” I replied, though the excitement didn’t quite reach my voice.

Margaret sensed the shift and jumped in. “You boys should stay fo
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