Chapter 302

  "Move," a man barked, shoving past my shoulder.

  I stumbled.

  The raw wood of the crutches dug straight into my armpits.

  A sharp shot of white-hot pain fired down my arms.

  My fingers went totally numb.

  I gripped the plastic handles harder.

  "Watch it," a woman muttered, her shopping bag c...

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