"If he's in the creek I'll send a letter of apology to the folks downstream." Then we started laughing as we shakily climbed into the mule. CHAPTER 10 I started to wipe my sweaty palms on my pants then, ow,ow, OW! flipped my hands up and down to relieve the pain. The rope had torn the skin off my palms and inside fingers of both hands. Dirt and gravel was sticking to the blood. Crap! Lacy thought we should have Sarah doctor them, so we headed back to the lodge. Sarah took one look and shook her head. We went into the clinic where she brought out the peroxide and burned the rest of the meat off my hands. My ankle had a bracelette of bruises surrounding it, but no skin was broken, thank God, or Sarah would've burned it to. My shoulder and hip was bruised, but I'd be okay. I started limping out to the four wheeler again, when Randy met me half-way, pulling on leather work gloves. "Me and Lacy will check around that hillside for you. Your hands have to hurt and I'm bored out of my mind. Duke wants to show you something anyway". he said as he climbed into the mule. Lacy came out then with her camera and leather gloves (Where is everyone getting gloves?) climbed in with Randy and waved excitedly as they drove off. She wasn't that eager to go with me. I went in search of Duke. His shirt was like a beacon in a maze of wires. Today it was bright yellow and orange with red something or others on a background of teal. Ouch! "What ya doin down there Duke" He jerked up and banged his head on the underneath of the table.
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