He had barely turned around when he saw her slicing her finger with the knife! Dorothy shrunk a bit under his loud voice, looking down, "I'm sorry, I lied. I just couldn't help myself..." Everett tossed the knife aside and pulled her into a tight embrace, gently patting her back to comfort her.

"You haven't done anything wrong. It's onfor raising my voice and for not putting the knife away safely. We'll get through your illness together step by step." "Yeah." She would do her best to cooperate.

After holding her for a while, Everett stood up to grab the first-aid kit to bandage her finger.

it hardly bled compared to the injuries Everett had seen her endure, but he

a cliff, too resigned to even struggle. Nevertheless, he was desperately calling

night fell, Dorothy took the medication the shrink prescribed and soon

truly asleep before leaving

Dad here, she won't be sick forever." Langston nodded, "Then Abigail and I will be good and

From Quincy.

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