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I follow her lead and cut straight to the point "No God, no We’re good GreatI have a concussion"

Her ares "What?"

I wince at the sharp word, and her voice is lohen she asks, "What happened?"

I shift and lean back to lie on her bed "Practice," I h tackle"

I hear her feet shuffle toward me as my eyes drift close "Why are you here? Shouldn’t you be at a hospital getting checked out?"

"It’s oes"

And I know that I want to sleep, and now thatflat onjust that The bed dips slightly at my feet, and it jostles as she crawls up to kneel besideroom and add, "Don’t tell Dylan"

"Why? Hey, look at es my shoulder, and I pry open my eyes

She places both hands oninto uys"

I’m thankful when she doesn’t ask ht into medical ood Any nausea? Vo?"

"No I told you It’sht shines more on my eyes "Humor me What are your syht or sound?"

"Both"

"Headache?"

I hesitate

"Mateo? Do you have a headache?"

"Yes, but it’s otten worse since you were first hit?"

"No I swear I’m okay"

She pulls her botto how even with y as it is, I can zone in precisely on that movement

"You’ll need someone to keep an eye on you Monitor your syet any worse"

And here coht be you What do you say, sweetheart? Can you play nurse for me?"

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