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They get in the car. They head towerds the house. The ride is pretty much silent. HE can't stop thinking baout what could have happened to her. He shakes his head to rid the thoughts, but they stay. He decides to works some equations for Don's case. He pulls a small memo book and pen from the glove compartment of the car and starts, becoming completely comsumed with the math.
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Bobbie nods her head. "Yeah, Dad. I'm fine. I promise you, I'm okay." She tells him with a smile as she climbs into the back seat.
Don gets behind the wheel, and waits on his family to get inside. Once they were in and buckled up, he starts the engine and heads toward the house.
Charlie guides her back to the car " Are you sure your OK bobbie? You promise me?" he says looking at her.
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