Teresa & Christopher meet Mitch
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She taps my shoulder, βGo see her, sheβd love to hear a friendly voice, sheβs,β her voice cracks, βsheβs lost a lot.β β£β£β£
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βHowβs the lil one?β β£β£β£
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She sniffles, βI donβt know, doctors wonβt tell me. Her sister will be here soon. Sheβll know more. Iβm heading out, so if you want a quick minute you better head up now.β β£β£β£
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I stand up, my purpose here solidified.β£β£β£
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βThank you, Teresa. Itβs mighty fine to finally meet you,β I say as the fella next to her clears his throat. β£β£β£
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She looks at him, βAnd this is my friend Christopher, heβs a neurosurgeon, heβs been consulting on the case.β β£β£β£
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I nod. This man doesnβt seem to like me, I donβt seem to like him, ainβt no point in shaking his hand. Seems like a pompous Yankee anyhow. β£β£β£
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βIβll be on my way, yβall have a good one,β I say. β£β£β£
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βBye Mitch.β I hear from behind me. I raise my hand in a bye while I walk away. The purpose my body felt simply needed permission to make it move. β£β£β£