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For A Reason
Chapter Fifteen "Graduation Part 1"
Fox sat in his bedroom in front of a full length mirror. Today was graduation and with help from Theresa he had caught up on all his schoolwork and was able to participate. He adjusted his cap and then spun his wheelchair around.
Nearly a month ago he had gone in for his second CAT Scan and everything was still fine. Dr. Brass told him that unless they had missed something, which was practically impossible with how advanced the CAT Scans were, that Fox would never have a problem with paralysis as a result of the accident. Everyone had been relieved to hear that.
At that same visit Dr. Russell had checked on the progress of his broken bones. They were healing as they should, but she told him that he still had another three weeks or so before the casts could be removed. Last week was when they were finally taken off.
He had tried standing once they were removed but collapsed into his chair. Dr. Russell told him that it may still be awhile before he could walk since he was weak from sitting for so long. She had placed him in physical therapy to help build up his strength, but Fox knew there wasn't enough time. He wanted to walk up onto the stage and stand next to the principal to receive his diploma. He didn't want to use the ramp they had assembled for him.
Fox went to the therapy for three hours every day and when he got home he worked by himself for three hours more. There was no way that he would use his wheelchair to accept his diploma. He was too stubborn to allow that. However, he had kept his extra therapy to himself. He wanted to surprise everyone at graduation when he stood up from his chair and walked up the stairs onto the stage, especially Theresa.
Throughout his ordeal Theresa had been his rock, his support. She stood by him no matter what, and let him vent his frustrations to her. And he had done a lot of that. For the first couple weeks of being in the wheelchair he had been a pain in the ass. He never accepted any help from anyone, whether to open doors or get into his locker or anything. Theresa just kept quiet and let him rant. He knew that it was hard for her to watch him go through it alone, but she never tried to push him to let her help.
For Fox everyday that they were together was even better than the one before. He could no longer deny that he was in love with Theresa and didn't want to try. When everyone had found out that they were together they just shook their heads and asked what had taken them so long. Fox often wondered the same thing.
He wheeled himself across the room and placed a picture of Theresa on the shelf. Turning around he went back by the mirror, then faced himself toward the picture. He placed his hands on the arms of the wheelchair and pushed himself to standing, still holding on.
He looked at the picture. "This is for you beautiful." And then let go.
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