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I rushed to his side, desperate to kiss hito take the pain away Wanting to htmare disappear

I broke away, staring in his eyes “I’m so sorry, Isaac”

He looked down at his leg “How much do you know?”

I shrugged “Probably all of it I know they’re waiting to do surgery too down”

“You knohat this means, don’t you?”

I nodded quietly He would probably never play football again He would lose his speed with this kind of injury

“What can I do? How can I help? I can fly in specialists I’ll fly to specialists? Just tellfor you You know that, don’t you?”

He circled his hands aroundto play forever It’s ok I’m ok”

I felt the tears well in iven a death sentence for his football career and he was taking it in stride It didn’t make sense

I looked at the tubes running into his arms

“How much of these pain meds have you had?”

He s”

“We’re going to get you through this I’ to take care of your entire recovery I promise”

“Will you dress up in one of those nurse outfits?” He waggled his eyebrows “You’d make the most beautiful dirty nurse”

I slipped into the bed next to him There wasn’t much room with his broad shoulders, but I found a place to curl up next to his good leg