it 's a discomfort he 's grown accustomed to ; he 's slept this way since age thirteen , when his father woke him at three in the morning , telling him to hurry and get ready . it was his mother . she was in the hospital , her illness racing its course . the doctor had called . they 'd best come . hurry . confused and half asleep , morris flailed about his room , trying to dress

'' do n't be silly . you look like a little old man . i 'll never be too busy for you . '' '' mom would want you to come home , '' ricky pointed out . i started walking again , faster . '' she would n't want you to be mean . '' '' ricky , '' i cried , '' i 'm not mean

after an unsettled night , julia awoke with a headache and a feeling of dread at the prospect of her interview with wyatt . as the clock in the morning room struck the hour of ten , ridges ushered wyatt into the room . he seemed to fill the room with his malevolence and it took all her composure to rise from her chair rather than shrink down into it . ' thank you for coming to see me , wyatt

'' perhaps you should be resting like a certain doctor told you to . '' '' i 'm helping kyle and katherine build their cabin , '' mara said . '' i just need some more painkillers . '' '' what you need is to sit down and leave that ankle be , '' jordan admonished . '' i 'll bandage it and you can ice it , but no more working on the
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