The Line

Josh sat on the edge of the hospital bed, fiddling with the straps on his
backpack, unable to make himself leave.

"Josh, you'll miss your plane," Donna said as she reached to still his
hands. He nodded and stood up slowly, making sure not to jostle her leg.

"It's not fair," he whined, his voice filled with exhaustion and fear.

"Leo's given you longer than we thought possible, it's time to go back,"
Donna said, reaching for his hand. She pulled him back down and kissed him
softly, forgetting for a moment the line they'd spent years trying to toe.

THE END

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