Tori stared at Bakura, shaking her head. "You're sad Bakura. Can't you give the story a happy ending? You can make it happy, can't you? I make my story happy!"
She took a breath, cuddling Despereaux. "I'm gonna go Bakura. I'll see you sometime later!"
The young girl took off before Bakura's story bothered her too much.
Meanwhile at the nurses' station, Lisa was standing in front of the paper with the out-patient list. Bakura's name was there.
She grinned as soon as the head nurse began putting patient copies of release orders in the box along the wall. She looked through them and grabbed Bakura's.
Heather went up behind Lisa, looking over Lisa's shoulder. "Bakura. Of course, this is only because you want to say goodbye." she teased.
Lisa shook her head, before grabbing the care package marked for Bakura. "You still know nothing, Heather." She stopped in the hallway only long enough to unfold a wheelchair from one of the closets.
She walked to Bakura's room, pushing along the empty chair. She noticed the story time girl from yesterday skipping down the hall in the opposite direction. What a hideous dress. That's worse than yesterday's.
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Tori stared at Bakura, shaking her head. "You're sad Bakura. Can't you give the story a happy ending? You can make it happy, can't you? I make my story happy!"
She took a breath, cuddling Despereaux. "I'm gonna go Bakura. I'll see you sometime later!"
The young girl took off before Bakura's story bothered her too much.
Meanwhile at the nurses' station, Lisa was standing in front of the paper with the out-patient list. Bakura's name was there.
She grinned as soon as the head nurse began putting patient copies of release orders in the box along the wall. She looked through them and grabbed Bakura's.
Heather went up behind Lisa, looking over Lisa's shoulder. "Bakura. Of course, this is only because you want to say goodbye." she teased.
Lisa shook her head, before grabbing the care package marked for Bakura. "You still know nothing, Heather." She stopped in the hallway only long enough to unfold a wheelchair from one of the closets.
She walked to Bakura's room, pushing along the empty chair. She noticed the story time girl from yesterday skipping down the hall in the opposite direction. What a hideous dress. That's worse than yesterday's.
She pushed open the door to Bakura's room.