“Yes?”
“Where am I?”
“In my care.”
“Thank you.”
“No problem. Nurse Jesus, will you help me out with this bandage?”
“Right away Dr. Gob”
I shot up like a bolt of lightning. “Where is Daisy?”
“Just rest now son.” I grabbed him by his stethoscope.
"Where is she?"
“The Psych Ward! Now let go of me.”
“The Psych Ward?”
“She suffered a lot of trauma. They have her on a very powerful sedative.”
SF: Aunt Cauliflower wasn’t very good at her job.
DG: It wasn’t Aunt Cauliflower’s fault it was yours.
SF: Your right. I’m sorry. Has Daisy recovered?
DG: Nobody ever told her about it.
SF: She doesn’t remember?
DG: Fortunately all she knows is we bought Cotton Candy and went home.
SF: We have been through a lot together haven’t we Goose?
DG: Yeah, can we come see you this year? I have two children now.
SF: I’ll leave the tickets at gate D.
DG: I’ll see you there.
SF: You know where to find me.
DG: I’ll always love you…..despite everything that has happened.
SF: I know.
DG: Bye
SF: Goodbye.
(Click)
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