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“I’m well aware of that …”

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TULLY

Five Weeks Later

“Can you see me, Miss Crane?” A nurse waves a hand in front of my face. “Can you blink once for yes and two for no?”

I try to blink, but I’m not sure if it’s working.

“That’s okay.” She smiles. “We’ll try again tomorrow.”

She leaves the room and I stare across the room at my sister.

Her condition is worsening with each passing day.

Despite opening her eyes every now and then, it’s clear that she isn’t improving. The universe is allowing her to cling onto life’s edges to give us all a sense of false hope.

* * *

“How much longer should wekeep her on life support if she doesn’t improve per the schedule?” my father whispers to my mother. “She wouldn’t want to live like this.”

“We’ll talk about it in a few months. It’s not just her I’m worried about, remember?”

“Just say a few months then.” He sighs. “And please stop feeding updates about Tully to social media. It’s not fair to Easton.”

“I have to make sure her accounts stay active so her followers won’t forget about her.” She pauses. “And so they’ll keep donating.”

“I think we have enough by now.”

“That’s rich coming from you.”

“Is this for your online followers’ best interest or hers?”

“Excuse me for not wanting to rip my daughter from the world so quickly.” My mother snaps. “I’m sorry I can’t be more like you and stick my dick in a mistress whenever I have problems.”

Silence.

“Yes I know all about you fucking Renee Davis this year,” she says. “You can keep screwing her for all I care and run off to whatever plans you two have made together, but you can’t do it until after the girls recover and their accounts are active for six months.”

“What?”

“I need to make sure I have enough content to stretch out past their discharge date.”

“You’re a real piece of work, Hannah.”

“I know. I’m a fucking masterpiece.”

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EASTON

Scarlett

I hate the way you look at me in between classes. You make it so effin obvious.

Do you have to tap that hard on my window? I know it’s you…

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