She's heard bits and pieces of it all, but she hadn't heard me talk so much for so long about Danny before.
"I tried so hard to talk him out of dumping her like that." I said.
"How awful she must have felt." Marciel said. "You know what you'd think?"
"What?" I asked.
"That you were just some chick he was screwing and if he didn't think could use you for sex anymore, he just didn't want you around."
"Hadn't thought of it like that." I said. "That wasn't the case, he loved her. He just didn't want to stick her taking care of him for the rest of her life. I told him that if she didn't like it, she could leave. That it wasn't his decision to make for someone else. But he said he could just as easily have me barred from his room if I didn't shut up about it. I didn't want him to be alone."
"Dumb." She said. "But I've been dumb a time or two myself."
"The worst part was that Jen was really up on the medical stuff. I didn't have a handle on it at all and there was some stuff, I didn't think he was right about. The wanted to do some surgery on his arms because they thought they could really increase the mobility. The arm problems aren't from the spinal cord injury, the arms were badly broken and didn't heal so good. But he was scared of losing the mobility he had. But I thought the doctors were making good sense..."
I shook my head wearily. "That was a freaky time. Seems like I always have somebody to worry about."
"Now you have me." She said.
"You aren't particularly worrisome." I said. "And you bake."
"If you got hurt, I'd take care of you." She said.
"I know you would. I'd let you. You know, I'd take care of you."
"I know." She said. "That's kind of why I'm here with you."
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