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Leim was wheeled out of his room in a wheel chair, when they took him away he was looking for Lucille but never found her so he sighed |
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Lucille waited in his room. |
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He soon came back tired, he got into his bed and faced away from her still thinking she was mad at him |
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Lucille looked over at him. She stood, going over to him and getting into bed with him. His back still faced her, so she gently tapped his back, "Leim," she whispered. |
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" yes love" he said as he rolled over to her and looked at her |
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"I'm sorry for leaving," she whispered. "But, Leim, I'm not your comfort thing. I'm a person, and when I'm upset you can't just ignore that," |
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" I know I'm sorry, I'm just going through a lot and trying to figure out how to make you happy and get you to the jumping competition " |
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Lucille gaze softened. "Honey, you don't have to think about that. Just focus on getting better, okay?" |
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" no I don't want you to leave something you worked so hard for because I was crying and crashed " s |
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Clear with Temps dropping into the Teens
