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116 DANCING IN THE MOONLIGHT
a feeling she’d clock him upside the head with one of
her crutches if he tried.
“Mind your own business, Jake,” she finally said,
her voice low and her expression closed.
“I’m sorry,” he murmured. “I just hate to see you
waste your training and your abilities.”
“My training, my abilities, my choice.”
“All right,” he said after a moment. “I won’t say
anything more about about it today.”
“Or how about ever?”
He gave a rueful smile. “Afraid I can’t promise that
but I’ll let it go for now.”
“I guess I need to take what I can get.”
She moved as if to rise and he quickly stepped
forward and handed her the crutches, then stood by
ready to stabilize her if necessary.
“Thanks. I guess that means we’re done here, then.”
He wasn’t even close to being done with her, but he
didn’t think she would appreciate that information.
This was another thing he’d probably better keep to
himself for now.
“Thanks again for your help. I’ll walk you out. And
for once in your life, please don’t argue.”
She clamped her lips together and started making her
way out of the exam room.
Outside, the early-evening sky was alive with soft
pastels—ribbons of pink and lavender and yellow across
the pale blue. This was just the kind of evening he loved
best, and another reason he’d chosen to set up shop in
Pine Gulch.
Maggie drew a deep breath into her lungs, then made