Basic Straining becomes mended

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I was finishing up my hair. 

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Getting ready to leave the island to visit my mom in the hospital

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Getting ready to leave the island to visit my mom in the hospital. After I had got off the phone with my dad last night, I explained the situation to Chris and he told me he would bring me to visit my mom, and Chef could do a challenge. I told him how he needed to dress so my mom wouldn't criticize him. After I was ready I walked out of my room to see Chris fixing his caller.

 After I was ready I walked out of my room to see Chris fixing his caller

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"Rady Y/n?"

"Yes I just hope this doesn't become like all the other visits, With her complaining about everything if shes as bad as it sounds this may be one of the last times I will see her."

"I'm sure it will be fine"

"I hope so." I say as we walk to the dock and get on a ship one of the interns are driving us to the mane lands.

~time skip~

We where on the ship for almost 2 hours before we got to land then where in a cab for another 4 hours to get to the hospital, my mom was at.

"Hells Pass Hospital" Chris read out loud "thats ... reassuring?"

"Thats the same thing I said when she got transferred here." I said. We walked into the hospital to the front desk. "Hi we are here to see Margaret Tarun" (this is the only last name I could find for Duncan so I'm sticking to it) I said to the receptionist. A snarky looking 17ish old she started to talk in that sterotypicl bitchy voice the popular girl has in movies "Sorry your not on the list for visitors" she said not looking up from her phone.

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