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Paisley: Dear, you don't look so well. Are you alright? Jane: Oh, oh yes I am fine. Just not feeling so well. Paisley: What's that bit mark on your neck? Is that boy doing that to you again? I knew that boy was no good. I just knew it he just struck me the wrong way. Jane: (sighing, and not wanting to argue) I guess you were right mom. I'll just listen to you next time. Paisley: Good. (with more concern) Are you sure your not sick? You look awfully pale. (moving closer) That mark looks strange too. Jane: (covering with a hand) It-it's nothing. (Paisley leaves the room, but when she turns her back Jane grabs her