Once, I realized Sang was limping, I had to check. The gash she had in her leg was so deep. I still was able to fix it. Aside, from her wounds she also seemed under wait,sleep deprived, and week. I knew she needed a lot of help from us.I left Sang alone in one of the guest bedrooms. I went to tell the others. I came into the dinning room. All of them looked at me with curious faces. I explained the situation to them, and Sang would be staying with us, until she recovered. Everyone was so excited, except Owen. "We will still keep a work relationship with her, while she is here." "She might be here longer than we think,Own. She's week and malnourished. I don't think I let her go until she fully healthy." He agreed to let her stay as long as needed, but I it was still only on business terms. All of them headed to work. I stayed to start a health file on Pookie. I also wanted to ask her few questions. Went back upstairs a few hours later, with some breakfast. I'm glad to find her slightly awake. "Hey, Pookie I have some food for you. Can I ask you a few questions?" She nodded.
The questions I asked were: favorite color, age, how many jobs, hours of sleep, eating, and what were her hobbies. Also what was her childhood like. She answered all questions. She is twenty four and works three jobs. No wonder she always looks so tired. She didn't eat much of her breakfast. I knew this would be a long recovery.
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Not Alone Anymore
FanfictionSang lives in a big city, but the area she lives in is a poor one. Sang has a one room apartment, works three jobs. She works as a waitress, house keeper, and school bus driver. When her mother died at eighteen, her dad kicked her out of the house...
