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The Lost Word – Chapter 5
Paige Sobel
As quickly as Shane had mentioned water her son was up off the ground and ready to go get some. Jared was quick to follow, but Paige stretched her long arm out and grabbed him by his shirt tail. "I just found you, so don’t blame me for wanting to keep you near for awhile."
Meanwhile, Shane had fallen asleep in Paige’s arms. She knew sleep was probably the worst thing for the seriously injured woman, but it was a little late to worry about that now. Given the predicament though, Paige happily accepted the role of babysitter. She’d try anyway. "Shay, maybe you shouldn’t…" But Shane would need water. "Don’t go too far and try to stay where I can see you!"
Dr. Charlene Wilson & Lenore Pieszecki
Dr. Wilson turned toward the brunette who was approaching her before Phyllis had interrupted.
"Excuse me! I’m looking for my daughter, have you seen her?"
"How old is she?"
"She’s thirty-five. Oh, I guess that doesn’t help you. She’s blonde. I mean, naturally blonde, but now she’s sort of got this horrible ashy rinse, not exactly a red, but… she wears these awful tops, and today, well I can’t remember what she was wearing, but… it was probably something dreadfully unflattering."
"I’ll keep an eye out for her." Dr. Wilson said. She wondered if the woman was in shock, or if she was normally this scattered. And shallow.
"Thank you." The doctor turned away.
"Alice!"
Dr. Wilson turned, wondering if she had a psychiatric case on her hands.
"I’m sorry. My daughter. Her name is Alice."
"I’ll keep an eye out for Alice," the doctor promised.
Cuckoo, she thought.
Jared Sobel
"But mom!" Jared sighed, but still did as he was told. As much as he’d rather hang out with Shay and get a look around the island, she was probably right and he really didn’t feel like getting into any kind of argument either. He was much too shaken for that – though that he’d never admit.
Phyllis Kroll
"Charlene." Phyllis let the name roll around on her tongue a little. "What a beautiful name. It suits you." She took a moment to introduce herself and then turned away in search of the items the doctor had requested. Anyone else would’ve had to say please, but not Charlene. Phyllis sighed happily, and let the corners of her lips turn up into an easy smile.
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Ha!! Papi iz supa funny to me . . . Im excited about the rest so don’t keep diz tomboy waitin ne longer!! Whelp, like alwayz from me, Baby-gurlz, LYLAS ;-p . . . Stank . . . Da’ one and only, chickaz!