Chapter 22

I awoke with Holly on my good arm and a consistent throbbing on the bad.  She had applied a sling for my arm that wrapped around my body and secured it in place, making sure I didn't move it so the pain could be controlled.  It was quite uncomfortable but it served a purpose.

Gingerly, I pull my good arm out from under her sleeping body.  She turns slightly, her head searching for the spot it was just in.  My dresser contained many things but all I needed was an under shirt and some pants.  My shoes were at the door already. 

Somehow managing to dress myself, the wounded arm tuck under the shirt as the free arm is left to do the duty of two.  The shoulder harness isn't going to be effective today so I use a regular out of the pants holster for my service weapon. 

The bathroom fells extra cold this morning but I have to brush my teeth, badly.  I finish the teeth, spitting up a

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