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	Meg leaned on the boy as he helped her into a chair inside. She sighed heavily in relief. Finally she could just relax. It was almost humorous that she had gotten so tired and weak over the past week. All she wanted to was sleep but her lips were begging for moisture and her throat was scratchy and parched. 
	"Wa...tte..rrr" She muttered, hoping he would understand her.