Vince McMahon and family own the rights. (sigh)
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Chapter 6: It's Too Late
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"She named him what? You've got to be kidding me? Poor kid, he'll never live that name down. What do you mean I have a weird middle name too? I happen to like Nero. This is worse though. I seem to remember reading a book called Che . . . Hey! Alright, alright, I won't say anything. Geeze! Who told you anyway? Amy. Oh, really. Good. Oh, I gotta go. Nora, I mean, my physical therapist is here. Love you too big brother."
Jeff's smile turned upside down as a weeping Nora dropped down onto the edge of his bed. "What's wrong, baby?" he asked.
Jeff stroked her hair as she hiccuped the phrase out. "Monica-she called this morning. It's . . ." She mumbled a few words against his chest. Jeff's already pale face turned a shade whiter. Jeff shook his head. "No, that's impossible! Monica, she--that can't be right. The doctor--he has to be wrong too."
"N, no, Jeff. It's too late."
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Chapter 6: It's Too Late
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"She named him what? You've got to be kidding me? Poor kid, he'll never live that name down. What do you mean I have a weird middle name too? I happen to like Nero. This is worse though. I seem to remember reading a book called Che . . . Hey! Alright, alright, I won't say anything. Geeze! Who told you anyway? Amy. Oh, really. Good. Oh, I gotta go. Nora, I mean, my physical therapist is here. Love you too big brother."
Jeff's smile turned upside down as a weeping Nora dropped down onto the edge of his bed. "What's wrong, baby?" he asked.
Jeff stroked her hair as she hiccuped the phrase out. "Monica-she called this morning. It's . . ." She mumbled a few words against his chest. Jeff's already pale face turned a shade whiter. Jeff shook his head. "No, that's impossible! Monica, she--that can't be right. The doctor--he has to be wrong too."
"N, no, Jeff. It's too late."