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"Where are you headed?" Jordan asked as he drove. We had just left the hospital because the end of visiting hours forced us to.
It had been a few days and Ezra was recovering really well. It still hurt to move his arm, but he could move it a little and we were all really happy about that as no drastic damage had been done. We had even managed to sneak in that chocolate he wanted, though from the glare we got from Dr Keith - or Matthew - this morning, we didn't do that great of a job 'sneaking' it in.
"Sergio." I said, my tone implying that he already knew that.
"I know, I mean WHERE." he said glancing from the road to me.
I snorted.
"Suit yourself. I'll drive us to Claire's. Her parents are home and we haven't seen them in forever."
"Come on, Jordan." I frowned. Claire's mom really liked having us over.