The teenager sat back after the pain passed over him like a hot wave, panting heavily with his good hand cradling his low belly that sat in his lap. He whimpered softly and grit his teeth as James tied the makeshift bandage around his arm,"My stomach hurts."He muttered and pressed his face against the cool window, turning his head and looking at his father slightly,"Do you... Do you think it's time?"
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