“Aren’t you tired of waiting on me?” “No,” I answered softly and wiped his neck and upper chest. The clean linen covered his naked body. It had taken Koska and me nearly an hour to wrestle the soiled sheets from underneath his body and replace them with new ones after I’d sutured his wound. “Let me put on some more salve.” I lowered the sheet just enough to see the long scar from beneath his naval to his left hip bone. The flesh wasn’t puckered and red as it was the first day. It seemed to be healing well. “It will leave a nasty scar,” I said while gently adding the salve. He flinched beneath
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