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“Can you raise your legs? One at a time?”

She did that, feeling satin around them. The wedding dress. From the wedding that hadn’t been. Because she’d run away from it...

“Okay, very carefully, I want you to try to move your head—can you do that?”

She could do that, too.

“Any pain with that? Any tingling in your shoulders, arms or legs?”

“No.”

“Nothing? No pain—shooting or otherwise?” the man asked.

“No,” she said softly as she went on assessing his face and finding more and more to it that made him seem like the boy she’d known. And loved.

And learned to wish she hadn’t...

Those full lips.

Those eyebrows that were a little thick and as dark a brown as his hair.

Then her neck was free and he raised his eyes to her face.

And that was when she knew for sure.

No one except the Madison brothers and their sister, Kinsey, had eyes like that. Cobalt blue that was bluer than blue.

“Oh, my God!” she said in alarm.

“What? Pain? Numbness?” he asked with more urgency.

“You’re Conor Madison,” she accused scornfully.

He relaxed and nodded. “Hi, Maicy,” he said calmly.

“I get it—I’ve died and gone to hell,” she muttered.

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