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It is a waste to ignore the musings of the mind. |
| Ana, trembling and crying, ran, her feet hardly touching the dusty ground. Her thoughts were ahead of her, though. "What shall I tell Jess' Mom?" As she ran, she realized she could not in all honesty tell Jess' Mom what happened. She stopped and fell to the ground. She looked up and was suddenly aware that her Mom was looking down at her. "Mom, Mom," she cried. Then she fainted. "Oh, my god, what is the matter with you?" She held Ana, almost dragging her to the house. "Ana, Ana." "What's wrong with her?" "There you are, Grace. My daughter just fainted. I heard some kind of noises and I came out of the house to see what it was all about. I saw Ana running towards me." "Come on, let's take her to your house." Grace took Ana's other limped arm and both Moms dragged and half carried Ana to the house, the nearest house to the mountain. In the house, Ana recovered slowly, saw Jess' Mom looking down at her. She sprung up and started crying again. "Ana, stop." "I'm sorry, Mom, but there was an accident." "What accident? And who's hurt. Speak." "Jess fell off the tree and is half dead on the ground." Ana blurted as she began to cry again. "Oh, my God, tell me where she is, please." Grace shook Ana's arm. |
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