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KIM BALDWIN. “Nice work.” Amy smiled at Gable as she loaded a syringe from a small bottle
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Gable nodded.
“Nice work.” Amy smiled at Gable as she loaded a syringe from a small bottle. “I’m going to give you something to help you sleep.” She injected the syringe into Gable’s IV.
“Can I talk to her a minute?”asked a voice from the doorway that Gable didn’t recognize. She turned her head to see the woman from the F re, still in her charred housedress, but with bandages and ointment covering the burns on her face, neck and hands.
“Sure,” Amy told the woman. “But I don’t want her to talk.” She looked directly at Gable. “You just listen. All right?”
Gable nodded as the woman approached the bedside.
“I’ll never be able to thank you enough.” The woman had tears in her eyes. “Risking your life that way to save my son. I don’t know how to thank you. I would’ve died if anything had happened to him.”
Gable reached out her hand. The woman took it, and squeezed hard.
“You’ve got a lot of other people out there who want to see you too,” Amy said. “But you can only have two at a time.”
“I’ll leave. So your friends can come in,” Peter’s mother said.
She leaned down to kiss Gable on the cheek. “God bless you,” she whispered before retreating.
Gable risked incurring Amy’s wrath by removing the oxygen mask. “I’ll see Erin and Carl,” she requested, before dutifully replacing it.
“You got it.” Amy signaled the other nurse. “But I’m going to stay right here so you don’t try to talk.”
Carl and Erin came in, both their faces etched with worry until Gable waved at them with both hands to assure them she was all right.
Erin pulled a chair near the bedside and took Gable’s hand. Carl stood behind the chair.
“Hey there. How you feeling?” Erin asked.
“She’s not supposed to talk,” Amy said from the other side of the bed.
“Oh, right.” Erin winced.
Gable gave Erin’s hand a squeeze and winked at her, and that brought a relieved smile to her face.
“Since they won’t let everyone in, I’m supposed to tell you that everybody sends their love and prayers,” Carl said. “We’re all real proud
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of you, Gable. That was a gutsy thing, going in there alone without your mask.”
She shrugged. It had all happened so fast she really didn’t have time to be afraid.
“I felt so helpless,” Erin said. “You were in there so long.”
Gable reached up for her oxygen mask, but Amy cut her off at the pass, grabbing at her arm to stop her. “Don’t you dare,” she admonished.
Gable let her hand drop back to her side. “Your voice saved me,”
she rasped through the mask to Erin, drawing a frown from the nurse.
“If you’re going to talk,” Amy said. “I’m going to ask them to leave.”
“No! She’s not going to talk anymore, are you, Gable?” Erin’s expression beseeched Gable to agree.
Gable f ashed Amy an okay sign.
“All right.” Amy turned to Carl and Erin. “Make sure she doesn’t.
I’m going to check on a couple of other patients, but I’ll be right back.
She’s had a sedative, so she’ll be dozing off on us pretty quick.”
As soon as she was out the door, Gable pulled the mask off. “Go home,” she told them.
Erin slapped gently at her hand and replaced the mask. “Stop that.
And I’m not going anywhere.”
Gable reached for the mask again, but Erin held her arm down.
“I mean it,” Erin said more sternly. “Don’t make me get tough with you.”
Gable rolled her eyes, and Carl chuckled.
“I’m going to go tell everybody you’re okay and send them home,” Carl said. He patted her arm. “You did us all proud, Gable. Let me know if you need anything.”
She gave him a thumbs-up sign, and the room fell quiet for a moment after he’d gone. Gable could feel the sedative taking effect.
Erin took her hand again.
“Go home,” she repeated through the mask, although she rather liked Erin sitting there, holding her hand.
“Not a chance. Nowhere else I’d rather be.”
Gable yawned. “Stubborn,” she said drowsily.
“That makes two of us.”
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