numbly, staring into t of my bedroom lamp. My mom and I ting on my bed. It difficult mont in February t worse.
quot;I kno; s;but thing you can do.”
quot;I dont mean about Jamie being sick-I kno t.
I mean about Jamie and me.”
My mot me sympatically. S Jamie, but s me. I on.
quot;Its o talk to t be able to. So I spend all my time at sc t o knoo say.”
quot;I dont knoo make ter.”
quot;t should I do?”
S me sadly and put ;You really love you,quot; she said.
quot;it.”
S;s your telling you to do?”
quot;I dont know.”
quot;Maybe,quot; sly, quot;youre trying too o .”
t day I ter mucold myself t I say anyt mig Id try to talk to s exactly . I sat myself on old some of my friends and ball team. I told I still t I old o graduation. I spoke as to scire time. Jamie smiled and nodded at te times, asking questions every no I time I finisalking t it time I . It didnt feel rigo either of us.
My elling me exactly thing.
I turned to t it would guide me.
quot;; I asked a couple of days later.
By noake on a sligint, and tarting to shrough her skin.
Again I saw bruises. e were inside oo muco bear.
Despite all till looked beautiful.
quot;Im doing okay,quot; sly. quot;tors seems to tle.”
Id been coming by every day. time seemed to be slo exactly time.
quot;Can I get anything for you?”
quot;No, thank you, Im doing fine.”
I looked around t her.
quot;Ive been reading t; I finally said.
quot;You ; up, reminding me of t believe t only six weeks had gone by.
quot;I ed you to know.”
quot;Im glad you told me.”
quot;I read t nig; I said, quot; to Job to test h.”
S to pat my arm, on my skin. It felt nice. quot;You ss not about God in one of ter moments.”
quot; to him?”
quot;I dont kno; she said.
quot;Do you ever feel like Job?”
Stle times.”