Grandmother.

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Lara's P.O.V I sat at the foot of the bed on a stool. I found that when you start your patient on light exercise, it helps loosen the muscles and doesn't hurt that much when you start with a more invasive therapy. I placed his leg back down on the bed gently, but I wanted nothing more than to just drop it. When things sometimes got too hard for me and I didn't know how to deal with it, I stayed silent. Just walked away and tried to process things on my own. I rose from my seat, my heart racing in my chest as I gathered my things ready to leave and pretend I didn't just hear him say what he said. "Lara, allow me to explain things to you please." I turned to face him. The dumb beard I once fancied was in his fist... the more I looked at him, the more my eyes opened to the fact that it r

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