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would make a wrong movement and rip the holes by her heart apart. It was silly. She knew it, but it didn’t stop the worry from gnawing inside her.
    Her body wasn’t tired. In fact, it felt great. The skin where her staples were was healing and itched to let her know that too was getting better. If she turned on the music and let the beat fill her, she could dance, maybe not as long or as crazy but she could do it. Her abs had stayed strong and quickly recovered. She knew it, but she still worried.
    She shook her head. It felt like everything had changed inside of her… and she didn’t want anyone to know. She kept hoping it would switch back to normal. It just seemed to be taking so long.
    Her phone vibrated against her leg. She’d stuffed it in her pocket when she went to pay the taxi. She pulled it out, realizing she’d missed a few messages from Elijah.
    A week? That long? This sucks.
    Sorry, that’s not fair.
    You still there? Sorry. I know you have to work. It just sucks I’m behind here otherwise I’d come down to see you. The house is going to be empty without you.
    Gotta head into surgery. Call me later. Or I’ll call you.
    She smiled. Ahhh, he misses me, and he thought I was mad when I didn’t reply. He’s so stinkin’ cute!
    She typed him back. I’ll make it up to you when I get back. Just got into my place. Sorry I missed your messages. Call me when you have a break.
    She had the feeling he wouldn’t bother going home tonight. He would probably be at the hospital and catch a few winks in between surgeries. She stood and brought her suitcase to her room, unpacked it and set clothes out on her bed. She might as well have a quick shower and head over to the hospital here for a few hours. Malcolm’s secretary had taken care of her mail and messages while she’d been away. Charity needed to get up to speed on where the fundraising was at, how much they had raised and what had been happening in her absence. She had set up a hospital lottery that worked with the state. Another company ran it so she hadn’t needed to be here for that. Now she wanted to see how it was doing.
    In the bathroom, she paused before stepping into the shower. Turning to the right, she lifted her left arm and leaned toward the mirror. The bumpy pink line scar from the surgery ended at a round spot where the bullet had entered. She lifted her breast with one hand and ran her fingers over the skin with the other. The scar had no feeling. Her fingers felt the soft unevenness but her scar had no recollection of what happened to it or what was happening now. Maybe she should get a tattoo overtop of it. Elijah had one there; TRUST. Maybe she could get something to match it. Maybe…
    She showered quickly and dressed, stuffing her hair into a bun so it would be no bother. Focus on work. That’s exactly what you need.
    Once at the hospital, she slipped off the elevator and was thankful her door was right beside it. That gave her a moment to drop her bag off and check her office. A stack of mail lay organized on the table in the meeting room that led to her office. She grabbed the phone book and went through the yellow pages till she found a good ad for a florist and ordered flowers for Amanda, Malcolm’s secretary, to thank her for taking care of it while she was gone. It was really appreciated.
    That sorted, she headed down the hall to Malcolm’s office. Amanda stood by her filing cabinets behind her desk. The tiny petite lady had her silver hair in a neat bun today, her reading glasses perched on the edge of her nose. She smiled when she noticed Charity. “You’re back!”
    “I am.” She smiled back.
    “How are you feeling, dear?”
    “I’m good. Thank you.” She glanced at Malcolm’s door. “Is Dr. Parker in his office?”
    She nodded. “Let me just check if he’s on the phone for you.” She zipped around to her desk and paged him. “Go on in. Glad to have you back,” Amanda said as she turned her attention to the