"Finley, I'm back. Don't worry. I'm here now."The voice on the other end of the call felt like it belonged to another lifetime.It had been so long. So long that I'd forgotten what Claire's voice sounded like when it was gentle, or how she used to say my name.The younger me only replied with a detached, "Thanks."Claire sounded hurt. "Finley, why are you thanking me all of a sudden?"He didn't answer. She didn't press him either, only urging Dr. Castro to prepare for surgery as quickly as possible.A little while later, he finally pulled the phone out from under his blanket."The moment the surgery's over, I'm leaving. I won't be there for the proposal."I nodded, a weight lifting from my chest.When I got home, Claire came in right behind me. Kenneth was with her, crying his eyes out.She grabbed my wrist furiously. "Did you tell Grandpa about Kenneth and me?"Pain shot through my arm. The injuries I'd suffered saving her in that car accident had never fully healed, but s
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