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JOSH - MONDAY MORNING

Mondays were always the worst. Asha was unusually grumpy, the traffic was a nightmare, and I felt like I hadn't gotten more than three hours of solid sleep. Still, we made it to school on time.

As I walked through the brightly decorated hallways, I kept my head low, trying to avoid any unnecessary interaction with her.

I dropped Asha off at her classroom, kneeling down to smooth her hair and kiss her.

I turned to leave, breathing a small sigh of relief as I thought I'd escaped unnoticed. But just as I reached the door, I walked straight into someone.

"Whoa!" Vivian exclaimed, stumbling back slightly before regaining her balance.

"Sorry," I muttered, looking down at her.

Her hazel eyes blinked up at me, and she gave a small, awkward smile. "Hi."

"Hi," I replied, scratching the back of my neck, suddenly feeling about as smooth as a teenager.

We both chuckled nervously and for a moment, it was just us standing there in very uncomfortable silence.

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"Well," I said finally, pointing vaguely toward the hallway. "See ya."

and adjusting her glasses up the bridge of her

hall, feeling her eyes on my

got to my car, my heart was still racing, though I couldn't figure out why. Sliding into the driver's

is wrong with me?" I

myself together. It wasn't like I hadn't seen her before. She was

rang, cutting through my self-deprecating thoughts. Without looking at

on the other

Dr. Harrington's tone. "Is-uh, is it a good

wheel tighter. "Yeah.

lacking reassurance, "the purpose of my call is to address that we haven't received feedback about Laura's end-of-life wishes. I want to assure you that her

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and has enough brain function to

of the feeding tube was successful and without issues. However, we require your. decisions

complications."

felt thinner, and my chest tightened as though someone had

suddenly dry. "I'll get back to you as soon

course," Dr. Harrington replied. "Take your time, Mr. Saunders. We're here if

before ending the

with both hands, forcing myself to focus on breathing.

I turned my head sharply

blinked, rolling the

her voice softer this time. She held up my wallet. "This

back at her, my thoughts still jumbled. "Thanks," I said,

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