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Chapter 2
A whole week had passed with no response from Octavius. It seemed that the longer Octavius was out, the more pained everyone else became.
Samantha sat on a wooden chair watching Octavius carefully wondering if anything would happen toady. Mary-Ann, Samantha's two year old sister sat on the ground playing with a little doll. Not really understanding what was going on.
Looking up at her older sister, "What we do?"
"We're waiting for Grandpa Octavius to wake up, Mary-Ann," Samantha replied.
"He sleep?"
Nodding, "Yeah," Samantha replied.
Looking at her doll, "Grandpa want dolly?"
"I don't think that will help Mary-Ann," Samantha said trying to blink back tears.
"When he wake up?" Mary-Ann asked.
"I don't know Mary-Ann," Samantha said letting a few tears slip.
"Why you cry?" Mary-Ann asked.
"Don't worry about it. You wouldn't understand," Samantha said wiping her tears.
"I understand!" Mary-Ann pouted.
Shaking her head, "No you woldn't you have to be older like me."
"I am too older!!" Mary-Ann cried.
"Samantha!" a voice called.
Turing her head, and getting off the chair, "I'll be right there! Mary-Ann I'll be back, don't mess up anything!"
With that Mary-Ann was left alone.
Pushing the chair next to the bed she climbed up onto then on to the bed.
Sitting on the bed she placed her doll next to Octavius.
"There!"
Mary-Ann said happily, "Now you wake up!"
No response came.
This upset Mary-Ann, "Why you no wake up?"
No response.
A tear fell, "Mary-Ann do something wrong?" she asked.
No response.
"You no like me anymore!?" Mary-Ann cried, tears steaming down her face.
No response.
Taking her small hand and placing it in Octavius large hand, well large compared to hers, "Please wake up! I be good, promise!"
Still no response. Suddenly a voice was heard.
"Mary-Ann what are you doing on grandpa's bed?" Octavia asked.
"I gave him my dolly to help him wake up. But he won't. He don't love me anymore," Mary-Ann cried.
"Oh honey," Octavia said.
Octavia picked Mary-Ann up and sat down in the chair.
"Mary-Ann your Grandpa Octavius loves you. He always will," Octavia said.
"Why he not wake up then?" Mary-Ann asked with tears still streaming down her face.
"Because he was in an accident and he is really hurt. The kind of hurt a kiss won't fix. But he will be fine. He will wake soon," Octavia explained.
Processing all this Mary-Ann understood some of it. "So he wake up soon?"
Smiling, "Yes," Octavia replied. "We just need to wait."
"But, I have waited," Mary-Ann replied.
"Just a little longer dear," Octavia said kissing Mary-Ann's forehead.
It has now been two weeks. Nothing has changed. Octavius is still the same. Everyone is losing more hope. Espically Jed and Samantha.
Jed spends almost every free moment by Octavius begging him to wake up. Samantha goes everyday after school and when she is done with her chores. No matter what they say it never helps. Today Jedadiah is sitting with Octavius. He is holding Octavius' hand. Rubbing it gently.
"Octavius come on. You have to come out of this," Jedadiah said, "you just have to. I need you. I need my brother."
No response.
All of a sudden, Octavia burst through the door.
"Jedadiah I can't find Sam. I've searched every where and I can't find him," Octavia said.
"Where was the last place you saw him?" Jed asked heading for the door.
"The railroad, but he wasn't there," Octavia explained.
With that Jed went off searching for Sam.