Chapter 41

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Keaton's POV 4 weeks later...     "Please be careful honey," I beg. I carefully help Grace into a sitting-up position. I pull the little tray of her food closer to her. "Here you go. Here is some apple sauce." I remind her in case she forgot. I bring the spoon to her mouth and she opens her mouth and eats the spoonful. "Good job" I praise her.     Grace is doing good...ish. She is sleeping a lot. But when she is awake she is going longer before she passes out from panic attacks again. Her record is 6 hours between panic attacks.      That's not long.     I know that's not long.      But it's an improvement and I will gladly take it any day of the week.      She's been confused, ever since she woke up. Just basic things like talking or following a conversation that is happening are v

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