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Оглавление“It’ll take both of us to hold it against the wind,” he shouted.
“Okay,” Ann shouted back. “You push, I’ll pull.”
He managed to stay on his feet and, with Ann’s help, made it inside.
“Your head is bleeding!” she gasped.
“The church’s steeple fell on our truck when it blew off the roof.”
“You need a doctor,” she said, guiding him toward a chair in the small lobby. Sean sat down. He heard Ann say something, but he couldn’t make it out. Then he felt her shake his shoulder.
“Don’t fall asleep,” Ann said. “Keep talking.”
Sean gazed at Ann. Her hair was drenched and makeup had run down her cheeks.
“You’re pretty.”
“Now I’m sure you need medical attention.”
Sean chuckled, and then everything went black.
