Carlos
I was at my afterschool support group (which my parents forced me to do), and someone had finally insisted that I share. I hesitated. "Hey, aren't you dating that wheelchair kid?" Chloe, the girl next to me asked. I nodded. "Then you should be with him," Tara, the girl next to her said. I raised an eyebrow, then she clarified, "Muscular dystrophy kills." I glanced at the teacher supervisor, asking permission to get up and leave. He nodded and I hopped up and exited the room, whipping out my phone.
Carlos : I need to see you.
Anthony : I'm just at my house. You can come see me if you want.
Carlos : I am.
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What To Do When Your Legs Stop Moving
RomanceAnthony Acre has muscular dystrophy. After being hospitalized and put in a wheelchair, he thinks all is lost. But then he is introduced to a handsome wheelchair aide named Carlos. Carlos has an eye for spray paint and a voice and face to get him sen...
