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[no_glass_castle]

Jeannette swings along one of the upper branches, reaching to tug herself up a little higher. House and Foreman (and the baby, of course) are all inside the house. Probably cooing over how smart and cute the baby is, againSulking to herself, Jeannette glances toward the back door, checking for any possible witnesses. Michael's distracted, luckily,

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[limping_twerpmd]

House is up from the couch the second he hears his daughter scream. He moves faster than should be possible through the house and to the backyard, kneeling beside her. "Jeannie, where does it hurt?"

[no_glass_castle]

Shock gone, steadily being replaced by the pain, Jeannette hiccups through her wails. She clutches her arm, letting out a shrill cry.

"C-call Z-Z-Zelda!"

[limping_twerpmd]

House brushes away the annoyance. He'll deal with Jeannette's obvious spoiling later. "Jeannette. I'm right here. Where does it hurt?"

[no_glass_castle]

"I want Zelda," she sobs, shrieks growing as the throb in her arm grows into a splitting, stabbing pain.