I’ll splint your arm and you can bandage up my leg.” Guy’s forefinger touched Jennifer under her chin and she was startled into raising her face to meet his gaze again. They were all injured to varying degrees and a sub-zero night was about to enfold them. They were lost on a mountaintop and nobody had any idea where they were. Silly, pointless tears were threatening to clog her throat. “If you keep bleeding like that I’ll be the one who has to deal with it.” “What about you?” Fresh drops glistened on the dark grey rock at their feet.
It was surprisingly difficult to break the eye contact until Jennifer found a way to change the subject. “Of course you do.” There was a flash of something like respect in his steady gaze. “You realize your arm is fractured?” he said
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