Karla continues to hold Kip, for how long she didnt know and she didnt care. It felt right, and even if it did a little good than it was better than nothing.
Gently rubbing his back, her one arm still around him Karla doesn't move her head. Just keeping it rested aganst his. It was the most comfortable position.
"Your not stupid, and your not low down. Everyone crys, and well...it's ok."
Karla wanted to ask about Kip's dad but it really wasn't her place or the right time. It was his father after all and no matter what happened, or what his dad did Kip would always love him and that's what kept him going back.
Looking up at Sparky Faith gives a smile. Though she was worried, and her Dr. apt hadn't changed any outcome just being wrapped in Sparky's arms made her feel safe. LEtting out a little sigh Faith rests her head against Sparky's chest.
"My surgery will be Friday. The Dr confirmed still thats it very dangerous proseager but if I don't get it done, I might not even have a month left to live. I told him I still wanted to surgery done, I'd rather have a chanse of surviving than to indefinitely never see you again"
Pulling away from Sparky Faith looks up at him. Her eyes were laced with little tears, and she felt so tired, but she had to conferm it at least to herself she felt so alone in this.
"After the surgery its going to be a long recovery, there is a good chanse I will have to learn to learn to walk again, and a few other things. If you want to walk away now I would understand. I'd never want to burden you with something like this."
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