Sharon said, "Come in," and Jamie entered, holding the little cat.Seeing him, her expression darkened slightly."You're not resting in bed—what are you doing here?" she asked."I was bored lying in bed," Jamie replied. "Thought I'd get some movement."Sharon frowned. "Your wounds haven't healed yet. Walking could reopen them, and then you'd have to start resting all over again. You're not trying to play word games with me, are you, Jamie?"He paused for a moment before answering, "If my body doesn't recover because of me, I'll take responsibility. I won't blame you."Except when she changed his dressings or brought him meals, Sharon made it a point to avoid being in his presence.Before, when he wanted to see her, he could simply walk over. Now, with his injury, he couldn't move freely at all.Sharon's expression remained flat. "But it could affect your ability to fly the helicopter."He understood exactly what she meant. "As long as I have breath in me, I'll honor every prom
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