inwardly, she was freaking out, and it had nothing to do with him. She'd never felt so weak and sick before in her life, and now with more than herself to worry about, she wasn't going to take any chances. She scooted over on the sofa and picked up the new phone she had bought to replace his old one, a tacky duck phone in the stead of his old cordless, and dialed 911. There was no way in hell she was going to him for help -- .: Gavin's Place :.

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