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“Fanny?”
You call to her almost accidentally. Pain had radiated from you the moment you woke up and you need someone comforting, or something to distract you. She moves closer and Fanny comes into view, forcing herself to focus as she sits on the bed, reaching to touch your cheek, brushing away pained tears.
“I’m here.”
She’s quiet but you know she cares from the way she looks at you. Pain has always made you wish you were dead, but now you want to live for her, even when the pain is close to too much. She is the dearest ghost you have, although you know if you called for Kitty the girl would come, but Kitty panics and you don’t have the energy for that today, so you sit, talk to Fanny, and wait for the pain medication to work it’s magic on you.