50.

“TELL ME NOT be scared,” Callie says.

“Don’t be scared,” I say.

“Tell me you’ll be waiting for me in the recovery room.”

“I’ll actually be in the operating room with you.”

“You’ll do anything to see me naked.”

“Damn right I will.”

She smiles a lazy, drug-induced smile.

“I love you, Creed.”

“Creed?”

“That’s your name, isn’t it?”

She goes out before I can answer.

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