Chapter 63

• If the truck ride was somethin’, the hospital was a damn rodeo.
• Sadie’d made it through triage half-growlin’ at the nurse, snappin’ “Don’t touch me if you can’t do it right” when they fumbled with her bracelet. Beau just stood there big and solid, grin tucked behind his rough hand when she whipped her braid at a doctor who said “You’re only at six.”
• Six. Sadie damn near climbed off the bed to prove she’d get to ten on pure spite.