I watched the love of my life rub his knee and wince. Some seven weeks earlier, he was in surgery to repair his acl and torn meniscus. There was more damage on his knee than the doctor realized. The recovery was slow.
Letting out a slow and careful sigh he responded, “Yeah. I’m okay.” Only I knew he wasn’t. I knew he was in pain. I know when he’s mad. I know when he’s sad, and I know when he’s not telling the truth…
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