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It's okay.
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Mom?
I dreamed that I woke up and you weren't here.
But I am here.
I'll always be here.
You're going out?
Not right now, a bit later.
But what if you...
It's my job to look after you.
That's what I'm doing.
Now, is there anything you'd like me to find for you while I'm out?
A granola bar.
A honey granola.
It's been months since we've had anything sweet.
What time is it?
Early. You should go back to sleep.
Got it?
I need a better wheelchair.
Well, I'll search the hospital just in case.
Any pain today?
No.
The gun?
It's in the bag.
And if something happens?
I could come with you.
We've gone over this.
Once. Just once, I'd like to feel the wind on my face.
Not the wind out there, you don't.
Like in the books you read to me.
Don't.
Hey, just thank your lucky stars we're not in zone one.
Okay.
Okay, I want you to do an hour
- in the sun lamp today, okay? - Yeah.
- All right? - Okay.
And don't forget your exercises, that's important.
- You worry too much. - I do.
Okay. Two hours.
You know the drill if it's more.
How was it?
Not good, got caught in a storm.
No chair?
I met up with a gang of Zoners at the hospital.
I fired a warning shot,
but it wasn't worth the risk searching for a chair.
But I did get you this.
Go on.
So what did you get up to while I was out?
Usual, listened to my music.
Made my bed.
Um... Ate a snack.
Worked out.
Read a little.
Then you came back.
That's it.
Gotta put this stuff away.
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