CH8-Trips and Falls

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"I am.. Full." George sighed.

"Good! You need to get some meat on your bones!"

He rolled his eyes and started packing his bag.

I start packing mine and i pick up the picnic blanket.

"Wanna help me fold it?"

He walks over and picks up the other side.

We start folding until it gets stuck under something.

"It's stuck George."

"Huh.. let me try."

He tugs at the blanket and I look down to see that I was standing on the edge of the blanket.

But it was too late.

George pulled the blanket and I fell over

...right on top of him.

Oh god.

I look down at him. His eyes. His hair. His lips. His expression.

He looked away.

"George.."

"Uh.. yeah?"

I set my head on his chest, exhausted.

"I just... can't do it."

"Do what?"

"Everything. It's so overwhelming."

He wrapped his arms around me in a warm hug.

"It's gonna be okay. You're strong. I believe in you."

I look up at him and smile.

"Thank you George."

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