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being a mechanic?
 That what you want?
Christ. Moment of truth. I wet my lips again and shook my head.  No, sir. I couldn t believe I d just said
that out loud to Morrison.
A very faint glint of satisfaction came into Morrison s eyes and he exhaled again, noisily.  Then you re
still stuck with foot patrol. He pushed off the stool, looming over me.  There s somebody here who
wanted to see you when I was done with you. I expect you at work tomorrow, Walker. He stalked out,
the door slowly closing behind him.
I tightened all the muscles in my stomach, internal support to help me face the person I expected to walk
through the door next. But it wasn t Gary at all. It was a tall, pretty woman I didn t recognize, holding the
hand of a six-year-old girl whose eyes were big with interest.  Ashley heard on the radio this morning
that Officer Joanne Walker had been brought to the hospital, the woman said.  She wanted to come by
and make sure you were all right.
I blinked at them both without comprehension, until recognition smacked me so hard that I bounced off
the bed.  Oh! Oh! It s Allison, right? Allison and Ashley Hampton. I didn t recognize you awake,
Ashley. I grinned and knelt down, putting myself on a level with the little girl.  Thanks for coming to
check on me. How re you feeling?
The girl s grin exploded with pure happiness and she stepped forward to give me a hug.  I m glad you re
okay! I was worried. She was strong and warm and smelled like clean kid, the heat-induced clamminess
long since banished.  Mommy said you made me better!
Ms. Hampton chuckled.  I ve told her how you called the ambulance about fifty times in the last few
days. She thinks you re a superhero. There was almost an apology in the woman s wry voice.  She
insisted we come visit.
 I m glad you did, I said, muffled against Ashley s shoulder.  It means a lot. It was one little reminder
of something I hadn t screwed up, and right now I needed it more than I liked to admit. I set Ashley back
a few inches so I could grin at her again, hoping the smile wasn t too watery.  I feel a lot better now that
you ve come to visit me, I told her, with complete sincerity.  Thank you.
She wriggled.  You re welcome. I m gonna be a policeman when I grow up, too.
 Yeah? I was going to get all sniffly any second here. I grinned wider, trying not to leak tears.  Maybe,
if it s okay with your Mom, I can show you some of the police station sometime. You can be just like a
real grown-up officer. How d that be?
Ashley s eyes widened and she spun around on her heel to look up at Allison Hampton.  Please,
Mommy?
Allison laughed.  We ll talk about it, baby. But now we have to leave Officer Walker alone. Mommy has
to get to work.
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 Aww. The kid said it, but I felt it too. But then Ashley turned around and hugged me again, and said,
sternly,  You better take care of yourself, Ossifer Officer Walker.
I grinned as brightly as I could.  I will, Ashley. Thanks.
Going to see Gary was a little easier after Ashley s visit. I climbed the stairs so it d take longer, stopping
to look out windows at the damage done to Seattle s streets by rampaging mythical wildlife over the last
twenty-four hours. Everything was in soft focus because my contacts had washed out. It wasn t enough to
hide the mess, but it took some of the edge off.
Gary was charming a nurse half his age into letting him walk out the hospital doors under his own power
when I showed up in his room. The woman look flustered and blushed when I knocked on the door, and
made him sit in the wheelchair whether he liked it or not.  Hospital policy, she said firmly, and I
grinned as she beat a hasty retreat.
 You don t look so good, Jo, Gary said as soon as the door whispered shut behind her. I let out a half
laugh, mostly breath, and came into the room to give him a brief hug.
 You re the one leaving the hospital a few days after a heart attack and I don t look so good?
 I, Gary proclaimed,  am fit as a fiddle. What in hell happened to you? He got out of the wheelchair so
he could frown down at me in concern.
I put my fingertips on his chest, cautiously calling for the power that lay inside me. It jumped as readily
as it had when I d healed Ashley, silver warmth spilling through my fingers to explore his arteries and
heart muscle. There was no blockage anywhere, though I could feel that the muscle itself was wearier
than it should have been. I still didn t know how to fix that, but I was going to learn. I left another little
glimmering ball of energy behind and dropped my hand. Gary watched with fascination and I smiled a
little.  Is that the doctor s diagnosis? Fit as a fiddle?
 Pretty much, yeah. They got no idea why I had a heart attack. You re avoidin the question, Jo.
 I know. I sat down on the edge of his bed and Gary leaned next to me, bumping his shoulder against
mine. I leaned my head toward his and worked up the courage to say,  You re here because of me, Gary.
You weren t supposed to have a heart attack. Somebody got to me through you, because I haven t been
taking this seriously enough.
 You re nuts, Gary said. I shook my head.
 I m not. One of the coven had a knack for messing up people s hearts. She attacked you with a spell.
Once upon a time I wouldn t have been able to say that without either snorting derisively or wincing.
Right now I was too low to do either.  Right at the same time that the bad guy was lying to me, I
whispered.  You had a heart attack so I d be distracted and wouldn t question what I d been told. And it
worked, Gary. I screwed up so bad I almost got you killed.
 Almost only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades, darlin . Gary put his arm around my shoulders
and tucked me against his side, feeling absurdly strong for a man who was a few days out from death s
door.  You gonna make the same mistake again?
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 No. I sounded like a little kid, my voice nothing more than a tiny, tearful squeak. Gary put his cheek
against the top of my head.
 I know this ain t easy for you, Jo. You got all this new stuff inside you pushin you one way, and all the
old stuff pushin back. But I told you this before and I ll tell you again: you got the ability to help people,
and you can either keep screwin around and pretending it ain t there, or you can stop bitching and do
somethin about it. Maybe it just needed to hit real close to home before you started understanding that.
In that case, I figure a few days in a hospital flirtin with pretty nurses is getting off cheap. You gotta
remember I m an old man, Jo. My kind don t last forever. I kinda like the idea of having some purpose to
my death, if I gotta go.
 You re not going anywhere, I said in a tight voice.  Except into that wheelchair and then home. I can t
afford to lose you.
 Yeah? He sounded pleased.  Why s that?
I managed a smile up at him.  Because I ve still got way too much to learn from you.
Gary flashed me a grin full of bright white teeth.  What, now you think I m a teacher or somethin ?
My smile got more solid.  I think I don t believe much in coincidence anymore. I think I got into your [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]