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"So you can sit in that chair now and not rest,

and even wheel yourself up and down the hallway

until your arms ache, but you'll have a better time of it

if you lay down here a while, get soth back,

have so warm to eat and then start to readjust "That's my piece Do what you want," she

added and started out "I got to get your stuff" Her harsh, frank words brought tears to my

eyes Doctor Synder had warned me that tears would

come far more often and easily now She told me not

to pay as much attention to them as I ordinarily

would, but it was difficult to feel those hot drops

zigzagging down my cheeks and pretend it was

nothing My heart ached more with every heavy beat

I didn't feel broken as

warood inside me had been knocked out when

I fell off Rain and onto those rocks