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    Perfect Strangers

     JasonPOV

    Mommy needed to drive faster. Today, Anna and I were planning on building a sand castle. So we needed to get started early.

    BPOV

    “Mommy! Mommy! Wake-up!” Jason shook me awake.

    I groaned at the interruption to my peaceful sleep.

    “It’s time for school!”

    Couldn’t school wait? He could miss a day, right?

    “Let’s go!”

    Why was he so excited?

    He jumped off the bed and dragged me along. Immediately, a piercing pain wracked my body and I felt like throwing up. It was like a big hole had formed right in the middle of me. Jason ran out the room, likely to eat breakfast while I got ready.

    With a speed so slow, a snail would beat me, (A/N: Some turtles really are fast.) I got dressed in an oversized ‘Eeyore’ shirt and grey sweats.

    “C’mon, Jason, let’s go.” I managed to walk out the room even though every movement, even breathing, hurt me internally. How would I get through the day?

    He leapt up from the couch where he was eating corn flakes from the box and watching cartoons.

    We walked out the door, hand in hand, him dragging me along.

    Every step hurt. Every breath hurt. Every thing hurt beyond reason.

    However, Jason was insistent on going to school. Afterwards, I was definitely going to need a trip to the emergency room. I hoped that I would be able to avoid bringing Jacob into this, though.

    “Mommy, drive faster,” Jason insisted after just the first block.

    I was driving just over 15 mph. For one thing, I was always a careful driver and hated speeding. Plus, if there were a problem, I’d want to be able to react in time. And right now, that was going to be the problem.

    “I can’t sweetie,” I choked out. The trip to the emergency room was quickly becoming a painful requirement.

    Thankfully, my lame excuse was satisfactory enough, and Jason was quiet for the rest of the trip – excluding the squeak the seat made every time he bounced in it.

    When we arrived at school, Jason leapt out of the car in excitement, not taking a glance back to see if I was following.

    I stood there and watched him for a while. No one but him was here yet, so I didn’t really want to leave him all alone. I doubted even teachers were here.

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