Someone shouted his name and Shawn saw his aunt running towards him along with another person... it was John, their driver... Marie was next to him in a second, and together with the driver, she helped him to walk towards home. Shawn passed by Isabelle, who was standing near the front door with Frannie and Diana, trying to calm them down. His aunt made him sit on the couch and she hugged him tightly.“Sweetheart, are you okay?” she asked, extremely worried."Yes, aunt Marie, I think I am..." he answered softly, brushing his hair with his fingers. His white shirt was stained with blood and he felt a strong need to drink a drop of whiskey. "Trust me, it's nothing. It’s just a little scratch, that's all. But my car...”“Ah, that damn car!” Marie exclaimed. "John," she said to the driver, "please
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