The rest of my portion, I must tell as a wife, as only such a woman could hope to voice what happened next. After my crew had retrieved my husband along with our daughter, we quickly brought them both into the infirmary of my ship. Deadstock's wounds were cleaned, cauteriz...
On top of that several blistering splinters from the table were digging into his skin. Over and over Jordan asked Bollier to take him to a hospital. Jaw set tight, eyes firmly focused on the road, she shook her head. “I’m afraid I can’t do that Mr. Ross.” ...
He had shed off the heavy cast and ditched the crutches the week before but still had to wear a walking boot on his right foot where the army man had shot him. The boot was better than the crutches but moving around was still an ordeal. The canvas was 48 by 60 inches of ...