Page 116 of Scars Like Wings

I can’t sleep. I feel like absolute dookie.

It was just close enough to be the truth.

PUMPKIN QUEENIE ♥?

You did not just say ?dookie.???

PUMPKIN QUEENIE ♥?

But I’m so very sorry, mi tesoro. What’s wrong?

ME

Allergies, maybe? I’m not sure. Everything hurts.

Again, not a total lie. It helped to reassure me a little in my manipulation of the truth.

PUMPKIN QUEENIE ♥?

My poor baby girl! I hope you get better soon.

ME

You and me both. ??

PUMPKIN QUEENIE ♥?

I wish I was there to get you some medicine or some good food to help you feel better.

ME

Same. I would love to be cuddling you right about now.

PUMPKIN QUEENIE ♥?

I would hold you until you fell back to sleep. I would keep you warm, rubbing on your back and everything to soothe you. I would get you anything you wanted.

ME

Okay, now I ?need? you here. I’m sure that’s what the doctor is going to prescribe for me.

PUMPKIN QUEENIE ♥?

I would if I could, trust me. ?? I’m glad you are going to the doctor, though. Keep me posted on what they say, okay? I hate that you are sick, and I wish I was there to take care of you. ?? I want you to feel better.

ME

I will soon. I promise.

PUMPKIN QUEENIE ♥?

Get some sleep, babe. I’ll talk to you soon.

ME

Okay, talk to you when I wake up for good this time. ??

PUMPKIN QUEENIE ♥?

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