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Ch. 133

"Little weaver!" Everett greeted me with a big bear hug. I was thankful for the medicine Topher brought me. It seems to help keep me from throwing up, even if the nausea is still around. 

"Hey, you can let me go now." I told him, not used to these kinds of hugs. The fierce five aren't exactly the most affectionate…it's the way we grew up. Can you blame us?

"Sorry, got carried away." He put me down, patting my head. 

"Where's Emerson?" I asked, I haven't seen that big lug in a while either. 

"I'm right here!" He poked his head into the office. "I heard my brother yell little weaver and knew you were here." 

We clasped hands, big sm

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