Post traumatic stress

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Chapter Seventeen. So we spent the rest of the morning and half way into the afternoon at the clinic. While Mum worked, I tried to make myself useful as way I could. Mum didn’t like the idea at first, she wanted me to stay put, while they tried to figure out if SBS is contagious or not. Ben clarified that it didn’t seem like SBS was actually contagious, and that if it were, that we were all probably at risk as the moment. “Ma, you know we have been exposed to this for a long time, so if it was going to infect anyone, the two of should have been among the first set of people it would have taken” Ben explained. Maybe I was just trying to be on his good side, maybe not but his speech was enough clarification for me to get to work. That and also the tiny threat I gave mum that simply

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