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"Julie, wake up honey, we're gonna take you home now."

Julie slowly opened her eyes. They seemed different now, they used to have a vibrant color in them, but now they just seem kind of a flat gray.  And her face was expressionless.

She sat up in the bed and looked over to her right to see a wheelchair.

She got into the wheelchair without a word and was pushed out.

"She should be okay," the doctor said, "just make sure she gets plenty of rest, and remember no more hockey."

Her eyes got really wide and she looked up at the doctor and said "what do you mean…No More Hockey??"

"You didn't tell her?" the doctor said.

"No, not yet?" Jim said.

"Didn't tell me what?" Julie said.

The doctor stood in front of her and explained, "you have a weak heart.  It's a condition.  You cant do strenuous things.  So therefore, playing hockey is no longer going to be part of your future.  If you over exert your heart it will give you problems.  You could pass out and your heart may stop beating.  You may experience extreme exhaustion, your heart may flutter, etc.  Do you understand?"

"I do, will it ever return to the way it was?" 

"I doubt it, there is a fraction of a possibility, but it is 99% unlikely."

"I guess you got your wish…father, my life is ruined.  You couldn't have done a better job if you planned it this way."  Julie said and turned to face forward in her seat. 

Those were her last words for the entire day.

She didn't respond when her mother came in to give her food, or when she asked her if she needed anything.

The next day came, and Julie didn't get out of bed, except to go to the bathroom, she didn't take any notice of the flowers her father had put in her room and the way her mother had arranged them.

She just looked out the window.

Her mother came in around 4 pm to see if she wanted any company or anything and Julie just looked at her with a blank look on her face.

"Well," her mother said in a cheery voice, "the doctor said you can ride your horses, and I was thinking how I wanted to get another horse and how great it would be to go get you another horse."  

Julie just looked at her mother and turned her head back to look out the window, and she sighed.

The next few days Julie stayed in her room and did not speak to anyone.

Then a week passed…then two…then a month passed, then two months passed and Julie didn't say a word to her parents or the servants in the house, except 'thank you', 'no thank you' or 'excuse me'.

Julie went to school every day and came home, she rode her horses and she did all her talking to her horses.

She didn't even hear from any of her duck friends.  What had she done to deserve to be all alone?

*******

Fulton's POV

"Fulton, would you mind turning that down?"  Dean said kind of annoyed.

"Sure, no problem."

I left the room and went over to Charlie's room.

I knew better than to bother Dean.  Ever since James Gaffney showed up that day and told Dean that Julie never wanted to see or speak to him again, he has been a different guy. 

"Hey Charlie what's up?"

"Nothin',  the bash man isn't doing so well is he?"

"He changed so much, but without changing."

"He still plays hockey and he is even better than he was before."

"I know, I also noticed that he thinks about what he is going to do, but he is ruthless.  He works out to no end, and everyone knows not to mess with him on the ice."

"I guess that's because being on the ice reminds him of Julie, but he won't stop playing."

"He is doing really well in school, he's got like straight A's, he buried himself in his activities, but he doesn't hang out with us anymore.  He goes to his classes, he goes to practice, and practices hard, he goes to the library what the heck is up with that? Then he goes to the gym and will come back to the room and read, or study or whatever."

"Wow."

"Yeah, I know, man Charlie, I'm kind of worried about him."

"Yeah me too."

"Do you think we should try to get him to hang with us this weekend?"

"You're his best friend, you ask him."

"Yeah, ok, I'll ask him." 

Fulton headed for the door and turned around, "you know on second thought, he seemed kind of irritated, I'll ask him later."

"Yeah, you're just chicken."  Charlie teased.

"Yeah, but I'm a chicken who's smart, I ain't goin back in there till he goes to bed.  Hahaha!"

They both started laughing, as Fulton flipped channels on the TV.