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"That’s good to hear." She places her hand on mine and pats it for a moment as my father comes bringing with him a nurse carrying a vase. I stand to take it from the poor woman and get the flowers and some water inside, setting it by the window for my mother to admire.

"So, what’s the verdict? How long will you be here?"

"Two more days," my father interrupts. I can tell by my mother’s pursed lips she isn’t happy with that.

"The doctors said I could go home if I wanted to this evening," she says quietly, not truly trying to fight him. She usually doesn’t. It’s useless once he has set his mind to something.

"You have a concussion. They can get serious in an instant even when it was nothing to begin with," my father scolds.

Well, a concussion wasn’t so bad along with a few scrapes. She got off lucky, it seems.

"Don’t worry about me," she whispers with a wink. I smile at her and also feel happy that it means I can go back to the States since she is alright. I don’t have any time to waste in making this work with Carla. We don’t have a ton of time to fall for each other, and we are nowhere near close enough for that now.

The ring still weighs heavily in my pocket as I think about how difficult I have made this for myself. But I will not settle for my heart not being in this in some way.

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