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I wasn’t sure which terrified me more: eating together with Kam’s mother and partner again, or the prospect of getting into the hot tub with Kam at the end of the day. I was already scrambling in my head trying to think of an excuse that might get me out of either. Headache? Sudden loss of appetite? I legit didn't have a bathing suit in my bag. “Stop being a baby, Annie,” I told myself harshly, as I pulled out a notepad and made a few notes to myself. I had some ideas for some exercises to add to Kam’s physical therapy routine. Having observed him for a couple of days, I felt like he should be able to move towards more mobility. I would talk to him about it after dinner, when his mother and his partner were not around. As I made my way into the dining room, I made a point to avoi