Page 47 of Forever Christmas
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That seems wild. They cracked open his chest and stopped his heart. But tomorrow he’ll be out of bed.
He’s more awake now, and the eyes that fix on me are harder again. “Boy,” he says.
I know that tone. One more insult for the road.
“Yeah?” I ask.
“Stop staring at me like I’mgonna die,” he rasps. “You look like a scared rabbit.”
And with that, I’ve officially had enough.
“See ya later,” I say. “Be nice to Mom and June or I’ll rip those new veins out myself.”
The nurse drops her jaw in shock as I turn on my heel and walk straight out.
