Never in my life could I have imagined having so much pain simply from trying to walk. The physical pain I had suffered at Freddy’s hands didn’t even come close to comparing to the pain from the hysterectomy and the other torn abdominal muscles. It affected every movement I made. There was simply no way to get comfortable. Thank God for Cage’s recliner. It was as close as I could come to getting even a bit of temporary relief. He set me up with my iPad, books, glass of water, a couple of KitKats (I’m pretty sure Cage thought they could cure world hunger) and his TV remote before he ran to the grocery store. It was the first time I was actually hungry in days, and Cage was only too happy to feed me. “Anything you want. I’m a good cook. What’ll it be?” “A hamburger. I’d love a hamburger.” I knew I’d really have to watch what I ate until I could exercise again, but I just wanted a burger. “How about a cowboy burger with sautéed onions, bacon, my home-made barbeque sauce and cheddar cheese?”
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