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There was a stretcher waiting at the med center, but Heather resisted any attempt to put her on it.
“I won’t leave you, I’ll be right here. Just let me put you down so they can help you.”
The only response was a whimper. He sighed.
“Where’s her room?”
“Over there.”
He carried her over and sat down on the bed, settling her in his lap. Gail ( Read more... )
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Of course, I couldn't help but giggle at "slow on the uptake" Kenchy...not to mention the "I have a first name you know" line. Hee!!
Her hair was gone; huge hunks had been cut out with the duct tape and the clots of blood, so they’d gone ahead and very carefully shaved it, avoiding the bumps and cuts there, of which there were plenty.
Oooh, poor Heather!!
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