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    Crazy In love – (Chapter: 3 my name is)

    I had to do it… I felt like it was the only way to get her back. I had to get her away from the hospital.

     

    "Hi Margo" I said to the director of the hospital "I need a 2  weeks off" I smiled my best ‘I’m sweet please give me’ smile.

    "Of course, you are due to a vacation" she replied opening her dairy "let’s say in July?" she looked up beneath her glasses. Margo was a nice lady most of the time. her keeping me here after all the violation I have pulled is a miracle but we got along. she was mid forties with black hair, slim with whit sparkling teeth.

    "No Margo I meant from today, 2 weeks from today…" I was hopeful

    "WHAT? Ashley you know how busy we are even the lady at the cafeteria was complaining on how booked we are!" I giggled I loved it when she panicked.

    "Listen it’s an emergency, my mother is sick I have to go to L.A…" just lie your ass off.

    "Oh… Well if that’s the case… o.k. just go through Judi on your way out to sigh some forms and you’re out…" she said defeated

    "Thank you Margo I won’t forget it!" I smiled again and hurried out before I’ll show…

          

    The rest was easy. I signed the release forms and Tom helped me get Angel into my house. We had to work fast the effect of the sedative were wearing off…

     

    "Do you want me to stay?" Tom asked me

    "No Tom thank you very much for helping and for your discretion" I smiled at him

    "Anything for you doctor Davies" he was a sweet boy I helped him with his sister once and he never forgot.

     

    I called the police again, they still had no luck finding out who she was… and no one was looking for her. Well that is mostly the case with those kids…but I know I couldn’t let her be another statistic I wanted more for her I felt… god am I getting to close? I can’t treat her if I’ll get to close! Well let’s not worry about that right now I have work to do.

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