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continue your downward spiral.”
     
    He looked back at her with piercing eyes. 
     
    “I’m done drinking, never again.  I promise you that.”    She was sincere.  The thought of alcohol made her feel nauseous. 
     
    Aiden didn’t respond.
     
    “Eighty thousand.”  She threw out a ridiculous number, double what he made at that present time.
     
    He turned and looked at her.  “You’re still drunk.  You’d promise anything at this point.”
     
    “Not that drunk.  You’re worth more.”
     
    “I know.”  He walked to her bedside.  “This is the last time you pull this shit.”
     
    “I promise.”
     
    Though Aiden was apprehensive, she’d made it worth his while. 
     
    “I will stay for now.”
     
    “Thank you.”
     
    He retook his chair.
     
    “Yeah, yeah.”
     
    One of the medical staff checked on her and delivered her the good news.  She was being released.  After they instructed her and Aiden on how to continue her care at home, she’s be released.
     
    Raleigh begged the staff to keep her little visit quiet and until that point it had been.  She didn’t have high hopes it wouldn’t be scoffed up by the media somehow.  Tom would be pissed and she didn’t know how he would react, hopefully he wouldn’t find out.
     
    They went through the discharge process and Aiden helped her duck out to his car.
     
    “Jen has been trying to get ahold of you.  She sounds very angry.  Do you know what that is about?”
     
    They drove toward Raleigh’s home.
     
    “I think so.”  Oh yes, she knew.
     
    “Do you want to use my phone to return her call?”
     
    “Not right now, I’ll call her later.”  Except she’d disconnected her cell and had yet to get a new one from HR.  Well, she still had her good old house phone, she’d call Jen later from there.
     
    Aiden situated Raleigh at her house and headed home.  He was going to have some Aiden time. 
     
    When the buzzer rang at her gate, Raleigh barely had fallen asleep.  She ignored the noise.  She wasn’t moving.  The buzzing continued.
     
    She got up and looked at the monitor.
     
    “Raleigh, open the gate.  Now.”
     
    Raleigh leaned her head forward against the door.
     
    BZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
     
    The gate opened.
     
    *****
     
    “Good to see you back with us.”  Terry stood beside Mike.  He received a call at noon informing him of Mike’s condition.  They’d brought him out of sedation, but he still had a tube placed down his throat and was heavily medicated.  He recovered faster than the doctors could anticipate, or explain at that point.   Cass was on the other side of the bed and looked like she’d won the lottery.  “You’re one tough ‘ole bird.”
     
    Mike attempted a smile. 
     
    “How are you feeling?”
     
    Mike shook his head slightly.  He hurt all over.  He felt more broken than a crash test dummy.  His lungs felt like he’d swallowed fire, his chest like a moose stepped on it.  His shoulder had been dislocated and set, while he was unconscious thankfully.  Throw in a broken wrist, some minor burns, and a serious concussion and it completed the laundry list of injuries.
     
    “I know you can’t talk, so don’t try, but I have a few questions we need to try to get through.”
     
    Mike waited.
     
    “Do you remember anything about the accident?”
     
    With his hand, he motioned that he wanted a pen.  Terry withdrew a notebook and pen from the pocket of his pants. 
     
    Driving Lk Rd. Car came fast at me, at least 90+ in middle of rd.  Tried to get out of way.  Don’t remember after.
     
    Terry read the very illegible scrawling.
     
    “What kind of car was it?”
     
    He couldn’t remember.  Damn, why couldn’t he?  Mike was frustrated with his memory.  Remember damnit!  What kind of car was it?  Who was it?
     
    “You don’t remember.”  Terry sat down.  “Maybe you will in time.”
     
    I remember hearing a woman’s voice.   He wrote.
     
    “What did she