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ark man named Sam was holding the door for
Charlie, one arm extended toward us, as if he was preparing to catch me
when Charlie's arms failed.
But Charlie managed to get me through the door and to the couch in the
living room.
"Dad, I'm all wet," I objected feebly.
"That doesn't matter." His voice was gruff. And then he was talking to
someone else. "Blankets are in the cupboard at the top of the stairs."
"Bella?" a new voice asked. I looked at the gray-haired man leaning over
me, and recognition came after a few slow seconds.
"Dr. Gerandy?" I mumbled.
"That's right [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], dear," he said. "Are you hurt, Bella?"
It took me a minute to think that through. I was confused by the memory
of Sam Uley's similar question in the woods. Only Sam had asked something
else: Have you been hurt? he'd said. The difference seemed significant
somehow.
Dr. Gerandy was waiting. One grizzled eyebrow rose [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and the wrinkles on
his forehead deepened.
"I'm not hurt," I lied. The words [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], were true enough for what he'd asked.
His warm hand touched my forehead, and his fingers pressed against the
inside of my wrist. I watched his lips as he counted to himself, his eyes
on his watch.
"What happened to you?" he asked casually.
I froze under his hand, tasti