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Sienna had needed a break from staring at the same four walls and listening to conversations that were too similar to each other as the nurses babbled on about medication and who’s methods were better for treating who. She needed a change of scenery and a chance to stretch her legs so she made the decision to go to the one place she had managed to find solace during her stay here. As she hobbled along on her crutches to the garden, she made sure not to put too much pressure and strain on her bad leg but refusing to let the pain make her give in. It felt good to be out in the sun and feel it’s heat on her skin. She slowly raked her eyes around her surroundings but had to do a double take as she looked past the gate surrounding the edges of the garden. No. No, it couldn’t be. He was dead. They told her he was dead. “Jesse?” His name came out as a whisper. Speeding up she tried to hurry to get closer before he left, it was at that moment she lost her balance and fell to the floor landing on her bad leg, causing her to cry out. She couldn’t let him leave though, not without knowing if it was really him. “Jesse!” This time her voice rang out louder.
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