As always, by the time FaceTiming with Demi was over, I was almost completely checked out of school. I wanted more than anything to be back with my wife and son. Plus, I was forced to stay inside during my lunch break because it was storming out. My eyes were trained on the outside as my teacher lectured on. My eyes glazed over as I began daydreaming about being out of class and back at home. I really did enjoy school, but Tuesdays were always the most difficult. A loud clap of thunder brought me out of my daze and I noticed that the world outside had taken on an unnatural green looking color. As if it were ill or something. I looked at it in confusion until the blaring siren reminded me what that color meant. After the siren went off, the school set it's own alarm off. The teacher began to hustle all of us out of the classroom. I was just out of the class before I remembered my stuff. 'Don't worry about your stuff, Mr. Linley.' I nodded and ran into the hallway and huddled next to my classmates
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Landon's crying did not stop, if anything it got harder and it was not only going to make the poor kid sick but it was making me mentally sick. I grabbed one of the baby jars and put it in the baby food bottle, switching him so that he sat up on top of my lap so that he can hold his own bottle. He grabbed onto the bottle and sucked it at for dear life, finally stopping the crying for the first time in more than an hour. I grabbed the remote control and turned on the projection screen, which was in the middle of playing Rio. Perfect. Landon's eyes were on the movie screen as he sniffled his nose from all the booger that came out along with the tears. But by the time the movie was over, Landon was knocked out. I turned him around so that his head was on my shoulder, and his face against my neck
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I was in so fucking out of it that I didn't even hear the heavy theater door open nor the bright hallway light pour into the room. God knows what time it was now nor how long I had been in here with a 20 pound child asleep on top of me. My body was going to hate me tomorrow. All I do know is that through my sniffles I heard Cody's voice. "Demi? Baby!" "Cody?" I called out, questioning if it was him despite knowing that that was his voice but I was just surprised to hear him I guess. "I'm here!" I shouted as I tried to push myself up from the seat through the arm rest but my entire body was numb. "I can't get up, I'm here!" Venny shot up from the ground, having not moved an inch from my feet the entire time and ran to where Cody was, bringing him over to the exact recliner seat that I was sitting at. "Cody!" I started crying all over again when I saw him walking towards me without a single injury in sight. He grabbed Landon from on top of me and laid him on his shoulder before he leaned down and wrapped his arms around my lower back,
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As I ran through te house, I yelled Demi's name, gradually panicking more and more. Venny's barking came from the theatre room and e raced up to me, grabbing at my pant leg, his way to get me to follow him. I heard Demi yell that she couldn't move an my heart stopped. Had something collapsed on her? What if she was paralyzed? What if we lost Noah? As I ran around the couch, Demi looked like she'd been having a full fledged panic attack and my son was lying still as a rock on her shoulder. My heart seized. I scooped Landon up I to my arms then pulled Demi up. I felt Landon's little breath on my neck and he adjusted himself in his sleep. I half breathed a sigh of relief knowing that my son was alive but I still had my wife and unborn child. She had collapsed against me continuing to cry but her arms held my waist tightly. "Demi, can you stand on your own? Did something hit you?" I gently pried her off of me and when I saw she was standing on her own, I pulled back to me tighter than before. "You scared me to death." I buried my face
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