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    Run – Chapter 11

    ”Ah,” Bo nodded. ”Pirates, mermaids, fairies.”

    ”You’ve read it?”

    ”Don’t look so surprised. I know I’m not the smartest tool in the box but yes, doctor, I’ve read it.”

    ”That’s not what I meant, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to imply—”

    ”That I’m an idiot?” Bo shrugged nervously and looked down at her hands. ”I know what I am.”

    Bo sensed Lauren shifting, relaxing, her hand moving from her chin to the table. Maybe she would shift her sun to shine on her at last and just look at her, but then Tek lumbered into the house and the moment of revelation was gone. ”Dr. Jamie, it’s time.”

    ”Duty calls,” Lauren’s lips pulled into a half smile and for the first time, Bo felt that at least one tiny brick had been chiseled free from the wall Lauren built between them.

    This was a village on the fringe of everything supernatural and human, which made Bo’s perception of the village all the more sobering. Nearly every patient Lauren treated was missing at least one limb and was disfigured—flesh melted, a nose blown off, an eye sealed shut. Hour after hour Bo observed the tenderness Lauren extended to every man, woman and child that came to see her. They bathed in her attention, showering in the waterfall of her compassion so missed in a village that existed under a drought of despair. Something horrible had happened to them and yet they found their tribe here, on the outskirts of civilization—a civilization that probably caused this misery.

    Lauren never rushed, ever attentive and thorough; and as each person prepared to be treated as something hideous and outside of nature, they were flustered instead when met by Lauren’s goodness, effortless and complete. Bo’s adoration for the doctor and everything she accomplished was absolute. In watching her, loving her more and more, Bo never felt more selfish in her life; and Lauren, never more beautiful. After years of living as a slave, Lauren Lewis found a way to reclaim her humanity. She could be anything, go anywhere, and yet she chose this place. Bo saw it plain as day: Lauren was finally free.

    After her last patient, Lauren packed her gear and when Bo offered to help carry them, the doctor let her. They made their goodbyes and apologized for having to leave right away. She told Tek, ”the roads can be a bit tricky at night. We need to get going before it gets too dark.”

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    1. That was fantastic you had me worried for a while there I didn’t think you were going to put them back together when they left I thought that was it but the end was just perfect I really enjoyed this story and I hope you post something soon.

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