Katie sat by Allie’s bed. The doctors were not very hopeful about her condition. She had gone back to the house and found Allie’s address book and given the doctor Allie’s grandmother’s phone number. “I’m sorry, Allie. I had to give them the bitch’s number. I am not allowed to make decisions about your treatment for you. I am so scared that she will take you up to Yankeeland and I will never see you again. Damn it! Wake up! I need you!” Tears were streaming down her cheeks.“I flipping quit my job to come here! You better flipping wake up so we can start this damn B&B so I don’t starve to death! What would your Gram say about you lying in bed when we have so much shit to do? Damn it, wake up!”

     Katie realized t...

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