When I woke up the next morning, my right hand as asleep. I got out of bed, moving my hand around to try to get the blood flowing again. The clock said it was 10 AM. That was relatively early for me. I usually had to fight myself to get out of bed in the mornings. When the feeling in my hand was back, I grabbed a pair of jeans, a hooded
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