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-- She doesn’t recognize him, and that scares her.        He’s changed, and that scares her. Her baby, her       little boy. Her Wook. This is not him.... this is someone        else.

    Her hands tremble, and she resists the urge to go to        him, to hold him like she used to. Instead, she watches.

    And finally, she speaks.

  “ Wook.”

  “Well.....” The female started rubbing the back of her neck as she looked at the multitude of medical books piled around the office that belonged to Wook.