CHAPTER SEVENTY - II

JoJo couldn't control her tears anymore.

She'd imagined anything else but not this.

The horror of the whole story was disturbing enough, but knowing he'd been there, had watched all this happen, it was hurt too much.

She took his face in her hands, kissing all over it, telling him that it was okay.

She could taste the saltiness of tears, he'd cried telling her this.

And he'd kept going.

"They took me out and I was well in the ambulance before I finally blacked out. I don't know how long I was out for, before I came to in the hospital.

"They said it was days, but it felt like forever. My face stung badly and I thought it must have been cuts from the accident. I knew something was wrong though, because everybody looked at me different, they talked different too.

"You know, the kinda talk you give someone whose been diagnosed with a terminal disease. I was prepared to hear any fucking thing from them but nobody said anything. My father wa