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sad. Logan sat back in his chair and exhaled slowly, looking up at his mother again for some sort of sign about what to do.
    “You said I needed you here, Logan. Well, that’s not what I really need right now.”  Laura said softly to him, her voice a bit shaky.
    “What do you need, Mom?  Anything.” He promised her, leaning forward again with his elbows on his knees.
    “I need my son to live his dreams.  I need my husband to know that he is a wonderful father.  I need my son to take one day out of his whole life, and do something for himself.  
    I don’t want to be a burden. Your father doesn’t want to hold you back, he doesn’t want to have to depend on you.  Even though we do, because there isn’t another option right now.”  His mother coaxed him softly as he soaked in her words, wondering if maybe he had made his father feel powerless by accidentally usurping his role as head of the household.    
    “Most of all, Logan, I want you to be happy.  That’s what I need.”  She concluded, her eyes pleading with him.
    “Mom, I am happy.  I love being with you guys.  Nothing makes me happier than being here with you.”  Logan comforted her.
    “That’s not true and you know it. You’re not happy loading boxes in a warehouse and then coming home and taking care of me for the rest of your life.  That look you get on your face when you play your music, its heaven.  I need that.  I need to see that look on your face. Logan, I need you to do this. For me?”  She spoke with such conviction that Logan knew he couldn’t deny his mother this request, so he nodded simply and leaned in to kiss her on the cheek.  
    “I’ll only be gone one day and then I am coming right back. You are not staying in this hospital room.  God, it’s like a dusty old closet in here. There isn’t even a window. We are finding you that transplant.”  Logan said to her.  
    “Alright, son.”  She just smiled at him, glad to have convinced him to go.
    “I’m going to go find Dad.” Logan said, standing up and heading toward the curtain enclosing the room.
    “Logan?” She called out to him suddenly.
    “Yeah?” He turned slightly to look at her.
    “He loves you so much.” It was such a simple statement, but it said everything to Logan that he had always wanted to hear.   
     
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    Logan exited his mother’s hospital room and headed down the hallway to the waiting room that he and Dylan had passed on their way in.  He figured that Dylan had probably run into his father and they had gathered there. He felt a vibrating in his pocket and pulled out his phone, relief washing over him when he saw Gina’s name light up the screen.  He missed her. The thought caught him completely off guard, but it wasn’t frightening anymore. It was exciting, he missed Gina.
     
    Hi, handsome. Coming over tonight?  
    Mom’s sick. At Summit Memorial.  Headed home to pack in a few.
    Is she okay? Do you need anything?  
    Long story. I’m good.
    Logan, what do you need?  
    Come to NY w me.
    Packing now.

Logan grinned at his phone, feeling relieved that he would have her joining him on his trip. He loved that she could see right through his choppy messages and know that he needed something.  In fact, he hadn’t even thought about taking someone with him to New York until she asked him a second time what he needed.  It suddenly became very clear to him.  He needed her.
    “How’s your mom, dude?” A familiar voice said as Logan rounded the corner into the waiting room and looked up from his phone. He stopped mid-stride and his jaw dropped for the second time that day.
    “You ok?” Charlie said again, the familiar voice identified. Logan pressed his lips together tightly and looked around the room. Charlie was standing next to him and Rock and Dylan were getting up out of their chairs and walking over to him. Logan didn’t know what to say, he was speechless and he hung his head, shaking it