Arielle

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I sat next to Paul like I had been doing for the past five months. I really missed him. I knew this was bad.

"I miss you Paul. The guys miss you. The kids miss you. We wish you were here."

I kissed him on the lips. He didn't have any trouble breathing on his own through all this. They never lost him. They tested him and he is still here. He has brain activity. I wish he would wake up.

I went to the place I was staying and looked at Paul's phone. The day all this happened he was so happy. It is funny how life can do a 360. I started to cry. I missed him a lot.

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