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You guys, I’m THIS close to finishing Fall of the Titans! Hope I get there in the next day or so.
A few weeks ago, Gwynneth tried to help her son Devyn take care of his wounded friend, Trisa. They’ve called for Braeden, since Trisa is like a daughter to him. The doctor just told them it doesn’t look good as they load her onto a stretcher.
“Hold on,” Braeden murmured. This was his fault. He should have sent Trisa back to her parents long ago. Not that she would have gone. But she might have gotten herself into trouble somewhere else so this wouldn’t be on his head.
He and Devyn carried the stretcher carefully across the courtyard and into the palace, following the doctor to his surgery.
“She’s going to make it,” Devyn said from behind him, “she has to.”
“She will,” Braeden said, even though he didn’t really believe it. He’d seen wounds like this before, and even with a skilled doctor, the odds of survival were slim. But it was probably better for Devyn to have some hope, at least for a while.
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