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Post by Brooklyn on Jan 27, 2008 22:09:12 GMT -5
Blink went into a fit of coughing and closed his eyes.
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Post by Tellie on Jan 27, 2008 22:10:01 GMT -5
Lucky threw a worried glance at Jack. "He said he'd been out there since he left Tibby's this afternoon. He was buried in snow when David and I found him."
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Post by Brooklyn on Jan 28, 2008 21:09:51 GMT -5
Blink moaned and rolled over into the couch face-down. He had been in the dark so long that the light hurt his eyes.
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Post by Tellie on Jan 28, 2008 21:15:55 GMT -5
"Blink....Blink, you need to talk to us and stay focused," David said, tapping his shoulder. "Talk to him. You're practically his best friend," he whispered to Lucky.
"Blink...." She felt tears welling in her eyes. She was that worried about him. "Tell me how Mari's doing. Tell me what you did yesterday. Tell me what you did today. Tell me anything!"
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Post by Brooklyn on Jan 28, 2008 21:17:31 GMT -5
"Mari," he mumbled realizing what he'd done. "I...I..."
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Post by Tellie on Jan 28, 2008 21:18:32 GMT -5
"What?! Blink, tell me," she pleaded, checking his temperature again. Luckily, it hadn't gone up any....but it hadn't gone down, either.
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Post by Brooklyn on Jan 28, 2008 21:20:17 GMT -5
"I....I f-f-forgot about her." Blink answered, still shivering. "Sh-She's g-g-gonna hate me even more now."
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Post by Tellie on Jan 28, 2008 21:21:59 GMT -5
"No....no, Blink, don't talk like that." Lucky prodded. "She's not gonna hate you. She'll understand. We'll tell her you were sick all day."
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Post by Brooklyn on Jan 28, 2008 21:24:46 GMT -5
Blink turned his head and coughed into the pillow.
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Post by Tellie on Jan 28, 2008 21:27:20 GMT -5
"Blink, Blink, you gotta talk to me," Lucky pleaded.
David put a blanket over Blink and an extra pillow behind his head. "We'll just have to leave him here. There's no way we can get him up the stairs right now."
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Post by Brooklyn on Jan 28, 2008 21:33:44 GMT -5
The room blurred before Blink's eyes. All he could see was white. Am I dead? he thought. He could hear Lucky's voice distantly. "Bye Lucks..." he mumbled unconsciously, then he slipped into blackness.
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Post by Tellie on Jan 28, 2008 21:36:11 GMT -5
"Blink? Blink?! BLINK!" Lucky stood up, watching him as tears fell down her cheeks.
"He's just unconscious," David assured her, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. "Come on, I'll take you to my house. You can stay there for the night."
"All right," she said quietly, nodding and resting her head on his shoulder.
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Post by Brooklyn on Jan 28, 2008 21:40:50 GMT -5
~Two days later~ ______________________
Blink awoke to a warm environment. His head was killing him and he felt awful. He glanced around trying to figure out where he was.
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Post by Tellie on Jan 28, 2008 21:43:53 GMT -5
Lucky and David had been sitting upstairs, playing poker with Boots and Les while going downstairs in between games to check on Blink.
"HEY, HE'S UP!!!!!" one of the younger boys called from downstairs.
Lucky and David flew downstairs. "BLINK!" Lucky cried, throwing her arms around him.
"Easy sweetie," David told her. "He's been sick, remember?"
"Oh right. Sorry."
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Post by Brooklyn on Jan 28, 2008 21:47:49 GMT -5
Blink patted her on the back and attempted to sit up.
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