“Did you hear back from the hospital?” “I did.” “And Karolina?” “They had to take her into surgery to set a bone in her leg.” “Shit. Well, did they say what happened yet?” “From what the police have gathered, their car was hit from the side,” he explains. “It was a young driver. Apparently, he walked away without a scratch. Meanwhile, Karolina has crush injuries to her left side. And my sister—” He bites back the words, tugging the bill of his hat lower. He doesn’t want to say it, and I won’t make him say it. When he’s ready, maybe someday we can talk about her. “But Karolina . . . they think
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