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Christmas GiftChapter 4 Encouraged
There was nothing left. Whatever it was that allowed a person to be, to move, to function, it was all gone. Susan felt her arms were lead, her head even heavier. She couldn't move if the house was on fire. She lay on Joe long after Mark had left her ass. Mark was in their bathroom washing up. She knew she should. "You ok?" Joe asked. "Hm." "No, seriously. Any pain?" Joe asked again, the doctor in him arriving. "Yeah, I think so." Joe tossed the clothes to the hamper and...