John didn’t clear a full course.” Angela grunted, increased her pace instead of wasting her breath on words. It helped her to think. There was something about having the body in motion that sent new ideas and connections into the human brain. Marc tried not to stare. Even with bags under her eyes and worried, Angela and those perky breasts were a sight to make a man glad to be alive. Angela jumped the hole in the ground, landing smoothly despite the arm sling. Marc made sure to stay back, but he was ready to grab her if she slipped. She wasn’t happy about it, but it was the only way John would clear her for even a partial workout so soon. Both of her secret patients were doing well, one already back to work. The other was currently in Kyle’s tent, once again hiding out. Angela jogged sharply down the flower-dotted hill. Face tight, she picked up the stride and forced air into her burning lungs.
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