Bev’s Massage

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My cell phone wouldn’t stop ringing, but I had no time to take any calls as we made our way up to her doctor’s clinic. Bev had called me at work, and when she told me she had fallen, I dropped everything and rushed to her home.

Normally Bev would call my wife for something like this, but Kate had been out of town for 3 days and was not due back for at least another two. Bev wondered if it was Kate trying to ring after I had left the message at her hotel that her

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