“I think . . . I think I don’t want you to heal my scar. Or anything else yet.” “You sure?” “Yeah. If it gets bad again. Bad enough to . . . Well, I’ll think about it then. But not yet.” “Is the medication working that well?” “No, but if you heal all that stuff, I’ll live the rest of my life not knowing if I could have figured it out on my own.” He nods solemnly. “That makes sense. In fact, what do you wanna bet that’s what your sister will say, too?” I smile at that. “That you offered, Jared. That you bargained. For me . . .” I find that I can’t go on. He knows what I mean. “I’m always here
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