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Randy's view
We reached the house (finally!), and quickly went in feeling quite relieved when we realized Dad was indeed the only one home.
"Daddy! Daddy!" Mark cried running up to him. "Nore hurt! Nore hurt!"
Damn him. Why's he always gotta break the news to everyone first? She's my girlfriend, not his. Grr. Oh, and in case you're wondering, he calls her 'Nore' because his stupid lil' brain can't register 'Len-ore'.
Dad came into the front hall then. "What happened?" He queried.
"She fell off the jungle gym," I informed him. "We were playing, and she hung upside down like always, and slipped and landed on her arm."
Dad carefully inspected her arm. "I think it's broken," he said. "We need to get her to Emergency."
Lenore shook her head frantically. "Nuh-uh," she said. "I won't go. You can't make me."
"Lenore, whether you like it or not, I can and will," Dad stated. "We need to get your arm in a cast so it can heal properly."
"They won't hurt her, will they?" I interrogated, as Dad took her from Brad, then ushered us all into the car.
"I'm not about to answer that right now, Randy," Dad responded, meaning a probable yes.
Dad strapped Mark into his booster seat in the middle of the station wagon, then laid Lenore down in the backseat. I sat with her, so her head was resting on my lap. Brad climbed into the passenger seat, while Dad climbed into the driver's seat.
"Shh. You'll be okay," I said softly, stroking her hair. "I promise. I won't let them hurt you, unless they really have to, and even then I'll be keeping a close eye on them."
Lenore looked up at me clearly scared. "It'll hurt, won't it?"
"Afraid so Hun," I replied apologetically. "They'll have to set it back in place."
"Damn," she muttered quietly, so Dad wouldn't hear. "I was afraid of that."
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Randy's view
We reached the house (finally!), and quickly went in feeling quite relieved when we realized Dad was indeed the only one home.
"Daddy! Daddy!" Mark cried running up to him. "Nore hurt! Nore hurt!"
Damn him. Why's he always gotta break the news to everyone first? She's my girlfriend, not his. Grr. Oh, and in case you're wondering, he calls her 'Nore' because his stupid lil' brain can't register 'Len-ore'.
Dad came into the front hall then. "What happened?" He queried.
"She fell off the jungle gym," I informed him. "We were playing, and she hung upside down like always, and slipped and landed on her arm."
Dad carefully inspected her arm. "I think it's broken," he said. "We need to get her to Emergency."
Lenore shook her head frantically. "Nuh-uh," she said. "I won't go. You can't make me."
"Lenore, whether you like it or not, I can and will," Dad stated. "We need to get your arm in a cast so it can heal properly."
"They won't hurt her, will they?" I interrogated, as Dad took her from Brad, then ushered us all into the car.
"I'm not about to answer that right now, Randy," Dad responded, meaning a probable yes.
Dad strapped Mark into his booster seat in the middle of the station wagon, then laid Lenore down in the backseat. I sat with her, so her head was resting on my lap. Brad climbed into the passenger seat, while Dad climbed into the driver's seat.
"Shh. You'll be okay," I said softly, stroking her hair. "I promise. I won't let them hurt you, unless they really have to, and even then I'll be keeping a close eye on them."
Lenore looked up at me clearly scared. "It'll hurt, won't it?"
"Afraid so Hun," I replied apologetically. "They'll have to set it back in place."
"Damn," she muttered quietly, so Dad wouldn't hear. "I was afraid of that."
A.N.: Hope y'all liked it. More coming soon IF more ppl R & R! Adios! KTBSPA & KTNTPA & KTACPA & KTJTPA & KTKCPA & KTCPA & KTJTTPA!!!!