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It was the change of seasons from winter to spring. The leaves were gaining their color again and I was getting cabin fever. The past four months’ crisp winter breeze was finally starting to thaw. It was the afternoon, so the heat was at its peak for the day. As much as I loved tracing the outline of his chiseled features with my finger tips, I wanted, no, I needed to go outside. We got in his dark blue 2000 mustang that sat low to the ground. He drove down the road and into Jacksonville. We turned left and then right down a few streets. Then we came up on this long, windy road that went over several hills.
Finally, after one last, long turn we came up on a parking lot that seemed to be in the middle of nowhere. In fact, if you weren’t from around there, you probably would have driven right past it. We got out of the car and took a minute
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Before I could even ask him what the grey thing in the water was, he quickly said, “I am so happy you’re okay! How are you feeling? Does anything hurt?” I quickly told him no even though that was a lie because everything hurt. He stopped me short of my question once again when he said, “You have a great eye, Lila. That grey thing in the water was a baby manatee that was stuck on an old fishing net that was wrapped around the anchor of a boat. If you hadn’t seen him he probably would have died.” “So is he okay?” I asked. “Yeah, he’s fine. After I called 911 to come get us, I called animal rescue and they untangled him and took him back to the Marine Animal Hospital. They said we could visit him when you get better.” I had so much more to ask him, but the nurse came in and interrupted. He said that I needed to rest and he gave me some pain medicine in my IV’s. I wanted to fight the sleep but with each trickle of the pain medicines the pain subsided and I soon realized how tired I was and quickly drifted to

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