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SEVEN

It nearly kills me, but I've stayed away for nearly a week.

She smiles when I walk in. It doesn't reach her eyes, but it still takes my breath away. "I thought you'd been on vacation and you finally went back home."

It's better than any vacation when I'm with you, doll.

"Nah. I've been busy," I lie. I'd been busy sitting at the house, trying not to drink myself to death and dodging calls from Dr. Lawrence.

She nods understandingly. "So, you need anything? Camel blues?"

I grin like a child on Christmas morning. "You know me so well."