K'vk'tun. The beach by the clinic. Visitation.

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The beach was nice; immaculate white sand broken only by large black rocks.  The weather was that nice kind of sunny day with a breeze that cooled you off but didn't render you chilly.  The vivid blue sky was dotted with cotton-ball-like clouds.  If she didn't know any better she could have convinced herself that this was Florida and not another planet entirely.

Amidst the crashing of the waves could be heard the laughter of children playing somewhere nearby, and every so often a brindle greyhound dog would take off for the other end of the beach.

Ramada grinned.

"This vacation was a good idea."

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"Oh." He pondered that.

"He'd be welcome here." Scrat looked up as he finished sealing the wound on David's leg.

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Ramada didn't really say anything. She was torn between what she wanted and what she was ready for and what everyone else seemed to be expecting of her.

She looked at David beseechingly, asking him to please make a decision about this.

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"We can... come visit him?" He lifted his eyebrows, hoping that was a good answer.

"Alright. Where do you want to lay?" Scrat put his things back into the kit and went to put it back on its shelf by the patio furniture.

"I dunno! Mada?"

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"Can we carry him back to the house? Or put him up in one of those..." She pointed to the hammocks nearby, "...things?"

She shrugged. There were days when David acted like a five year old.

Today was one of them.

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"Let's take him inside." He returned and hunkered down to pull David's arm over his shoulders.

"Ow ow! Watch it... I think that pain dope you give me's going to my head." David stopped in mid-scowl and blinked.