ChapterEight

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Enzo “So, everything’s been moved around. Your bedroom is now downstairs. Paige has stocked up the kitchen, and...” “Wait.” I hold my hand up to my brother. What the hell is talking about? I didn’t ask anyone to go over to my place and start moving things around! “What the hell have you been up to?” Instead of answering, Sonny rolls his eyes and continues. “As I was saying. Everything is all set. All we need to do now is wait for the doctor to come by with your release papers and let us know your physical therapy schedule, and we can get you home.” And that shi.t can’t come quick enough. I wanna be in my own home... where I can wallow like a pathetic old man. I’m not going to be able to do anything I want to do with my damn life until this cast comes off. I can’t work, can’t box,

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