Chapter 125 Hard Times

• When the ambulance finally arrived, the paramedics rushed to my side, their faces a blur red, white, and blue. They splinted my arm, easing some of the pain, and assured me that I would be okay. But the fear that had taken root in my heart wouldn't be so easily dispelled.
• As the ambulance rushed me to the hospital, I couldn't help but replay the events in my mind. I had narrowly escaped what could have been a tragic fate, and it left me with more questions than answers. Why had someone tried to run me down?
• Hours passed in the sterile hospital room as doctors examined my arm and took X-rays. The fracture was clean, they said, and I would need surgery to set it right. The physical pain was excruciating, but it was the emotional turmoil that gnawed at me.