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rush of wind and a scream t

one image did: Sean's face, reflected in

Not yet. I had a

, I fought against gravity, tucking my body into a tight ball

cry. "Evelyn!" His voice was filled

hysical blow, knocking the air from my

but my winter clothes were instantly wate

pain ripped thr

as losing h

d deep as the lake

to fade, a hand grabbed my arm,

h a blurry haze, I saw Sean's "franti

of guilt, or out of cold, calculated survival? A murdered wife invites endless police investigations and autopsies; a surviving w

ocks, shouting my name, whil

iff! Please, hurry! The address is..." He roared into t

shivers and the rhythmic, agonizing cramps in my be

onserving what litt

r. I was lifted onto a stretch

and tightly. "It's going to be oka

warm, but I

the countryside, carrying me to

rgency room. Doctors and

"...patient is pregnant..." "...signs of m

You've had a serious fall. We need to take you into surgery immediately

the words spoken aloud still felt like

n my temple. I looked at the doctor and use

ve

led with pity. "We'll

ezing operating room. An anesthesio

or, I caught a glimpse of the hallway. Sean was leaning against the wall, head bowed over hi

into my mind: He

And I would collect. You