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Her eyes grew wide with worry as Teddy Altman spoke
about the accident. Their car skidding off the road. Slowly,
she started to recall the memories of the moments before.
Her mother, father, and herself were driving to look at the
ocean while Zola and Bailey were in school when the car
started to spin. 

            Looking at Teddy as she spoke about the cut on her head,
            she began to feel the pain once more. “If I wouldn’t have
           asked to go for a drive. Then mommy and daddy would be
           okay.” She spoke as the guilt began to radiate through her
           small limbs. 

“Oh,  no,”  Teddy said firmly. “You don’t blame yourself,
you hear me? This was not your fault, and the best thing
you  can  do  for your Mommy and Daddy right now is to
not give them any reason to worry. So, let me fix up that
cut for you, okay?”

          She wondered if the girl was in shock. It was definitely a
          possibility,  judging  from  that  dull look in her eyes. But
          how much of that  could  be  put  down  to  fear, and  how
          much was due to the loss of  blood  from  her  forehead?