We use cookies
When you visit our website, if you give your consent, we will use cookies to allow us to collect data for aggregated statistics to improve our service and remember your choice for future visits. Cookie Policy & Privacy Policy
Dear Reader, we use the permissions associated with cookies to keep our website running smoothly and to provide you with personalized content that better meets your needs and ensure the best reading experience. At any time, you can change your permissions for the cookie settings below.
If you would like to learn more about our Cookie, you can click on Privacy Policy.
Your cookies settings
Strictly cookie settingsAlways Active
Chapter 3
Chapter 3Wes waited, after that. He didn’t know how long. He’d lost any sense of time. He was holding Finn’s ring, because they’d asked that any jewelry be removed. The gold curlicues and semiprecious stones bit into his hand. But he had to hold on that tightly. Because he couldn’t not hold onto Finn. Intellectually he knew Finn wasn’t going to die, or anything like that; he knew everything would be all right, for a given value of all right. The EMTs had said so. They’d be okay. He told himself that. He told Finn’s ring that. They were both cold and scared, sitting in a hospital waiting area. He’d seen Finn tired and sore and hurting, after filming and training and physical therapy. He’d learned massage techniques, memorized maps of scars and spots that had more or less sensation. He’
- Writer
- chap_listContents
- likeADD
