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All parts of this story written like this are marking flashbacks throughout Dakota's life.
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"Be safe," Her words repeat in my mind, and I self consciously tighten the grip on my gun. It's like she's here, whispering the words into my ear. I clench my jaw, an inner instinct clawing for me to turn around.
"Of course," I had responded, and as I marched along now, I wondering if it would be possible. I shifted uncomfortably, looking at the stone cold faces surrounding me.
"You don't have to do this you know," She said, tears already starting to streak her face.
"Yes I do," I said, drawing her close and resting my chin on top of her head, "We need the money."
"We could work something else out though, " She said, "I don't want to risk losing you for some pieces of paper."
"It's the only way I can possibly afford the hospital bills," I said, trying to remain composed, despite my eyes starting to sting, " Nikki needs these treatments."
"It's just-" She said, struggling to breathe through all the tears, "I already have to live in fear of losing our daughter, I don't want to worry about you as well."
"Then don't," I said, backing away slightly, just far enough to kiss her on the lips, " I'll be fine."
"Please, for the sake of me and our daughter, be safe." She said. She looked so upset, and it hurt me to the point of agony that I caused it, and there was nothing I could do to help.
"Of course."
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