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     "D-Dad. Why is everyone dying around me?" Dougal couldn't stop sobbing into his father's shirt. 

     "No son. It's just bad luck. It's not you. It's never you. You're just a victim of these situations, is all. Second of all, your mother is just in a coma, just like your grandmother is. I'm pretty sure they both are gonna come back to us. We've just gotta keep on praying that they will be alright. If we don't pray, something horrible might happen to them and us." 

     "Dad, I hope you're right." Dougal sighed just as the telephone rang. 

     "Wait a sec, Dougal. I gotta get the phone." His dad said as he walked out of Dougal's bedroom and picked up the telephone on the wall beside Dougal's bedroom. 

     "Hello?" His Dad said. 

     "Hi, is this Darran Abbott?" the woman on the other side asked. 

     "Uh, yes. That's me." 

     "Well, me and my nurses have some very bad news for you." 

     "What is it?" Dougal's Dad stammered. 

     "Your son's grandmother passed away, and your wife, Edith Abbott, is barely holding on." 

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