Facing Reality
■At the Griffins mansion, NYC. Few days passed by, and my therapy started showing positive result, I started moving my limbs quite good for my condition, and weekly I am doing some scans to make sure my neuron system is fine, I stood in my room, where I only got to knew two maids of the mansion’s maids, and they were Georgina and Penelope, both were great human beings. As for Linda, she came to chit chat every night, and for Roy, he stops often to say hi. He is a busy man. ●knock, knock. “Come in, I declared, it was Linda. -Hey Linda! Please come in. I feel bored , I need to get some fresh air, if you don’t mind. -Yeah, sure, but, um first, I…. I need to tell you some news. Some are good and the others are bad. She said, her face wasn’t showing good signs. -Go ahead and tell me. I sa
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