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hear him call out and a smile splays over my face. Mason was a foster kid, going from house to house, passed around. He finally found Mr. Patin after his wife died and needed someone around. Mr. Patin took him in when Mase was fourteen and started teaching him to work on cars. He would have him help around his shop and the ranch. When we first met Mase, he was this scrawny little scared kid who was the really quiet one of the group. If you messed with him though, he was belligerent. I always expected to see him in jail. After Mr. Patin got him, he settled into a routine, started to work out and fill out.
    “Hey baby boy.” I hear come from Ms. Jennifer. She took him in like another one of her kids. She and Mr. Carter only had Jameson, so she loved each of Jameson’s friends, equally.
    “JENNIFER!” I hear Mrs. Kathy yell as Mason comes in the kitchen. I hear mumbling in the living room. Mase just comes over, grabs me and wraps me into a hug.
    “You okay, Pip?” He looks down and gives me a sad smile.
    “Anna, not Pippy. I hate when you guys call me that,” I pat him on the shoulder and smile as he chuckles softly. “He’s gonna be okay. Right Mase?” I look down at the floor and he hugs me tighter.
    “He has to be.  He’s superman.” 
    “Where’s Mary-Beth?” 
    “Luke’s got her. He’s gonna go to Sam’s after he leaves here. She just moved back about two weeks ago. She just started a job at the Bone and Joint Clinic in Baton Rouge. She’s doing a physical therapy shadowing of some guy, but they already expect her to be one of the best. Maybe she can help Jameson when he gets back, if he needs it.” He replies as he places his chin on top of my head.
    “Maybe.  I hope he’s okay though.” 
    “He’s tough and he has Mary-Beth to make him fight to get back to her.” He sighs, then grabs the bowl and starts to pour the batter on the sizzling hot skillet. “Now, come on let’s cook some food for everyone.”
    “You betcha.” I smile and start whisking eggs to scramble.
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    Two weeks was a long time to wait to be able to Skype with Jameson. He looked great form the waist up, but I heard that fromthe waist down it wasn’t a pretty sight. Not that I would know what Jameson looked like from the waist down. He will have to undergo several surgeries before they will even let him come home Mary-Beth says. So we are looking at another two or three months before he can come home then once he gets home another one or two in the hospital here. They told him he may not get his legs back. I hear there is a very high chance that he will lose them both.
    Mary-Beth closes the laptop and starts to cry. “This can’t be happening.  We were supposed to grow old together and have little boys with their daddy’s brown eyes running around the yard. Not living in a wheelchair and pushing one around!”
    “Now Mary-Beth, that isn’t going to be how it happens and you know it.  Even if Jameson loses his legs he will be okay.  He can learn to walk again with prosthetics and he will be fine.  You can’t give up on him.”
    “You’re right.  I need to be his shoulder to lean on, Lord knows he has been mine.” 
    “Exactly. Now dry your tears. We have a date with the shopping mall.” I smile then look down when I hear barking. “Wait, what are you going to do with Maggie? She’s so cute! I can’t believe Jameson got her for you before he left.”
    “He didn’t get her for me.  I don’t like dogs.  I just manage for Jameson.”  She scrunches her nose up at Maggie and then puts her in her kennel for us to go to the mall.  You’d think after a year of being with the dog living in Jameson’s townhome she would be closer to Maggie. 
    “Come on lets go do some retail therapy.  You definitely need it.”  I pull her up and start to pull her towards the door.  She grabs a baggy sweater and pulls it over her head as we go.  I’m pretty sure that is one of Jameson’s hoodies