Dammit, she said between her teeth. A wavy strand of honey-blond hair escaped her loose ponytail and felllimply against her cheek. Lucky you I'm crippled, she grumbled, struggling to get herself uponto the bed. The best thing shecould do would be to go back to the car and radio for backup, then sitand wait.
Oh, Jesus . My life belongs to the church. Paul to be studied and analyzed. There's nothing simple about this.
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