She was especially grateful to Georgia, wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes. "In the end, you're still the best."
Jared Thorne had always been obsessed with money; Lynn had never held out much hope that he'd be willing to part with any.
She had already thought it through on the way here.
It was a fifty-fifty chance, but she didn't want to give up on it.
"Don't cry. It's really not that bad." Georgia moved her wrist slightly to show it wasn't a major issue.
'It already feels much better than right after it happened,' she thought. 'At least I can feel my arm again.'
Georgia comforted Lynn, her arm throbbing with a dull ache.
The taxi stopped at the hospital entrance. Lynn paid the fare, and the two of them got out.
"Be careful, don't let anyone bump your arm." The hospital entrance was crowded, so Lynn carefully shielded Georgia's arm.
