he explained. “Clumsy of me!” Recalling that she saw him gaze at the sign a few moments ago, Lindsay wondered if he staged the accident. Why would he purposely try to hurt himself, or would he? Her mind wandered back to the time when he played football in high school. She remembered one game when Rafe lay injured on the field for several minutes. When he finally rose, after the doctor examined him, the anxious crowd cheered wildly. Rafe seemed to enjoy the attention, going on to score the winning touchdown. A similar incident occurred later during the season. Lindsay recalled hearing Constance’s friends talking about the other members of the team that claimed Rafe hadn’t actually been injured. They insisted that he seized an opportunity to gain the sympathy of the crowd. By this time, several curious customers gathered around the area and the nervous-looking store manager tried to make sure Rafe was fine. “I’m okay,” Rafe assured him. “Really, I’m not hurt except for this minor cut on my arm. I’ll take care of it when I get home.” “See you later, Lindsay,”
