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    The Lost Word – Chapter 7

    If there was any time to trust a stranger, this seemed like the one. At least this young woman was on the good side of the doctor, it seemed. Paige nodded slowly and pointed towards the boys, "Right over there. The blonde is my boy Jared, and Shay is Shane’s son." She watched the woman walk off and called out, "Thank you!"

    Dr. Charlene Wilson & Tasha Williams

    Dr. Wilson kneeled down and looked at Tasha. “I want to make sure you know what your choices are. I can set your leg now, and it will hurt like hell, but if there aren’t any complications you should get back fairly normal functioning. Normally the only first aid would be to splint it until you could get to a hospital, but we don’t know how long we’re gonna be here, and if the bones start to grow together like this, it will take surgery to reset them.”

    “Do it,” Tasha said.

    “If you want to wait until we can find something for the pain, we can, but there’s the chance your leg could start to swell, and if that happens things could get even worse. In that sense it would be optimal to start immediately. I’m especially worried about swelling, because that can cut off blood supply, and that would be extremely serious..”

    Tasha looked at her with eyes full of fear. “Do it,” she said.

    “You understand that this is gonna hurt like hell?”

    Tasha made a movement barely recognizable as a nod.

    The doctor nodded. “Phyllis, I need you to help. Hold her leg right here. Don’t let go, no matter how hard I’m pushing in the other direction.”

    Phyllis Kroll

    Hmm… There was something to consider now. Was it better when Charlene demanded things of her, or if she asked a bit softer as she had just done? With so many questions, though, there was only one answer. I’ll do anything she tells me, no matter how she tells me, any time.

    Phyllis held onto Tasha’s leg where she was told and gripped tightly to keep it in place as the doctor had asked. When she looked at Tasha and the immense fear in her eyes, something suddenly hit her.

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