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.Leaning down, he snatched upall the items and shoved them in herpurse, then zipped it closed when he wasdone.Gina was dismayed to see her cell phone in his big hands, in severalpieces. This didn t survive.I m sorry. The new, shiny, red phone had beenan extravagance, and it made her sad tosee it broken.Great, just great.Slinging the purse strap over hershoulder, she left the pieces lying on theseat.She had other things to worry aboutright now.Matt held onto her good arm as sheslid down out of the cab, and Ginaappreciated the help.It was bad enoughhaving to go to the emergency room likethis.Sprawling on the concrete was notsomething she wanted to do in front of somany people she knew.Delores Jonesmanned the front desk, as she had everyday for twenty years, and Gina sagged into her arms gratefully as she camethrough the doors.Concern darkened theolder woman s eyes. Oh, girl, what did you do toyourself? Tumbleweed strikes again, Ginamumbled, cradling her arm. I fell. We ll get you fixed right up,honey. As Delores hustled her into theemergency, Gina turned to thank Matt forbringing her, but he was already gone
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