Authors: Emma Heatherington
Tags: #Contemporary Fiction, #Humor, #Contemporary Women, #Romantic Comedy, #Contemporary, #Romance, #Sagas, #New Adult & College, #Inspirational, #Women's Fiction, #Literature & Fiction
“Cal
l
T
es
s
quickly!
”
sh
e
said
.
“
T
el
l
he
r
Gin
a
ha
s
been i
n
a
seriou
s
accident
.
I’l
l
mee
t
he
r
a
t
th
e
hospital.
”
“O
h
God
!
I
s
i
t
reall
y
bad?
”
“Mum
,
i
s
Dann
y
okay?
”
aske
d
Frankie
.
“
I
hop
e
so,
”
sai
d
Poll
y
,
leanin
g
dow
n
t
o
kis
s
he
r
son goodbye
.
“H
e
an
d
hi
s
mu
m
hav
e
bee
n
i
n
a
ca
r
accident.
I’
m
goin
g
t
o
se
e
the
m
bot
h
no
w
.
I
t
wil
l
b
e
fine
,
bab
y
.
”
Franki
e
looke
d
terrifie
d
no
w
.
Sh
e
sometime
s
forgot tha
t
h
e
wa
s
ol
d
enoug
h
t
o
understan
d
muc
h
o
f
wha
t
went o
n
aroun
d
hi
m
thes
e
days
.
“
T
el
l
hi
m
h
e
ca
n
hav
e
m
y
Nintend
o
D
S
i
f
h
e
wants
.
He alway
s
want
s
t
o
pla
y
wit
h
it.
”
“
Y
o
u
ar
e
s
o
kind
,
bab
y
.
I’l
l
cal
l
yo
u
soon,
”
sai
d
Polly
an
d
sh
e
lef
t
he
r
famil
y
,
go
t
int
o
th
e
ca
r
an
d
reverse
d
out o
f
th
e
drivewa
y
,
barel
y
abl
e
t
o
stee
r
he
r
hand
s
were shakin
g
s
o
badl
y
.
I
f
Gin
a
wa
s
a
s
ba
d
a
s
wha
t
he
r
gu
t
was
tellin
g
he
r
,
thi
s
wa
s
goin
g
t
o
b
e
a
nightmar
e
en
d
t
o
what wa
s
suppose
d
t
o
b
e
a
wonderfu
l
weekend
.
“Ca
n
yo
u
ge
t
it?
”
T
es
s
calle
d
t
o
Ro
b
whe
n
sh
e
hear
d
the phon
e
ring
.
“It
’
s
probabl
y
Crimewatc
h
o
r
th
e
Official
Societ
y
o
f
Bouncer
s
afte
r
m
y
blood!
”
Sh
e
coul
d
hea
r
Ro
b
giggl
e
a
s
h
e
walke
d
t
o
th
e
phone, bu
t
whe
n
h
e
answere
d
hi
s
ton
e
too
k
a
U-turn
.
“Oka
y
.
.
.
Christ
.
W
e’l
l
b
e
righ
t
there
.
T
ess!” “Rob?
”
T
es
s
turne
d
an
d
hobble
d
dow
n
th
e
stair
s
a
s
fas
t
a
s
her sor
e
to
e
woul
d
allo
w
he
r
to
.
Sh
e
coul
d
tel
l
th
e
new
s
was bad
.
“Rob
,
wha
t
i
s
it?
”
Ro
b
grabbe
d
hi
s
coa
t
fro
m
th
e
botto
m
o
f
th
e
stair
s
and
lifte
d
th
e
ca
r
key
s
fro
m
th
e
hal
l
table
.
“
W
e
hav
e
t
o
g
o
quickly
!
Y
ou
r
frien
d
Gin
a
ha
s
ha
d
an accident
.
It
’
s
bad
.
Com
e
on
!
I’l
l
driv
e
yo
u
ther
e
now!
”
Poll
y
wa
s
i
n
th
e
foye
r
o
f
th
e
hospita
l
whe
n
T
es
s
arrived.
“O
h
God!
”
Poll
y
said
,
he
r
han
d
claspe
d
ove
r
he
r
mouth
.
“Than
k
Go
d
you’r
e
here!
”
“Wha
t
th
e
hel
l
happened
?
I
s
i
t
reall
y
a
s
seriou
s
a
s
James
said?
”
Poll
y
nodde
d
an
d
hugge
d
he
r
siste
r
tight
.
“O
h
T
ess,
I’v
e
jus
t
see
n
he
r
bein
g
take
n
int
o
th
e
ICU
.
It
’
s
bad
.
It
’
s
wors
e
tha
n
bad
.
Sh
e
look
s
s
o
fragil
e
an
d
tin
y
an
d
weak.
The
y
wouldn
’
t
tel
l
m
e
much
,
onl
y
tha
t
sh
e
ha
s
n
o
broken bone
s
bu
t
ha
s
a
sever
e
hea
d
injur
y
an
d
I
coul
d
se
e
that
she
’
s
hooke
d
u
p
t
o
al
l
sort
s
o
f
machiner
y
an
d
sh
e
is
unconsciou
s
an
d
–
”