Aycan: "8: Will": 8: Will Surprised, I reach over to pause the Pink Floyd song on my computer, swiping right to answer the call. “I knew it!” she says as her wide eyes come into view. “Where’s your AffloVest? You weren’t supposed to take it off for another fifteen minutes. And did you take your Creon? I’ll bet that’s a no.” I fake an automated voice. “We’re sorry, you have reached a number that is no longer in service. If you feel you have reached this recording in error—” “You can’t be trusted,” she says, cutting into my killer impression. “So, here’s how this is going to work. We’ll do our treatments together so I know you’re really doing them.” I tuck the pencil I was using behind my ear, playing it cool. “Always looking for ways to spend more time with me.” She hangs up, but for just a second I swear I saw her smile. Interesting.

Surprised, I reach over to pause the Pink Floyd song on my computer, swiping right to answer the call. “I knew it!” she says as her wide eyes come into view. “Where’s your AffloVest? You weren’t supposed to take it off for another fifteen minutes. And did you take your Creon? I’ll bet that’s a no.” I fake an automated voice. “We’re sorry, you have reached a number that is no longer in service. If you feel you have reached this recording in error—” “You can’t be trusted,” she says, cutting into my killer impression. “So, here’s how this is going to work. We’ll do our treatments together so I know you’re really doing them.” I tuck the pencil I was using behind my ear, playing it cool. “Always looking for ways to spend more time with me.” She hangs up, but for just a second I swear I saw her smile. Interesting.

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Five Feet Apart Rachael Lippincott

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