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    “Nicole, do you have insurance ?” 
     
    She didn’t know what she had expected but it wasn’t that.  The question had come out of clear blue and had shocked her so much that she had almost asked him if he offered h ealth i nsurance because she sure missed that on the application for minimum wage backline cook!  She caught herself in time.
     
    “I have a medical card.”
     
    “A medical card?”  He asked confused.
     
    She gave him a long look.  Yeah she had been on welfare, and still continued to receive aid for college.  She tossed him a half truthful answer.  “I had to apply for it when I got the state assistance for college.”
     
    “Like welfare ? ”  She could feel his judgment of her, and it stung .
     
    “Not like… is welfare.”  She sank into her bed and pulled the covers up to her chin defensively.  “Some people can afford college with their trust funds and good jobs.”  She looked at him pointedly.  “Most of us aren’t lucky enough to have those things.”   A half beat passed in which she thought Marty was going to swoop down and bite her head off.  Instead he blinked confused.
     
    Instantly she regretted her words.  How could she be so insulting when Marty had been so kind?  But instead of chewing her ass he never responded to her harsh words.
     
    “I’ll take your medical card down to the billing office so that we can get checked out tomorrow with no hold ups.”   That statement made her feel even more like a shit.
     
    “It ’ s in my wallet, in my jacket pocket...wherever my jacket is.”  She said contritely.
     
    “Your jacket is pretty much ruined.”  She watched him walk to a small closet.  Her coat was stuffed into a clear plastic bag.  He rummaged around until he came up with her wallet.  Without even a glance in her direction he opened it and began rifling around in it.  Nicole kept her mouth clamped shut but she wanted to tell him to stop looking at her personal items and that he was nosey…but she knew deep down that it wasn’t so.
     
    Her eyes began to drift close.  She wanted to apologize for being so bitchy but couldn’t figure out how to do it without making an already tense situation worse .  She’d just tell him thanks…
     
    He glanced up from her wallet to her sleeping form. “Sleep tight, Baby Girl.  I’ll be back tomorrow.”
     
    She thought she might have said goodnight in return…but maybe not.
     
    The next day was a bright and beautiful Friday.  Nicole could not believe that she had spent most of this week in the hospital.
     
    She dressed in the overly large clothes that Marty had left for her.  Still not able to manage with the brace the nurse had to assist her.  Neither w as able to locate her bra and panties and she had a fleeting concern that Marty had taken them.  But then she felt ashamed.  More likely they had to be cut away.
     
    Marty walked through the door right before noon.
     
    “Sorry I’m so late- ” Late?  When everything he did was of his own volition.
     
    “Did you open the restaurant?”  She asked.
     
    “Yeah.  Fred’s holding the fort.” 
     
    Nicole made a h u mphing noise .  “Good thing you didn’t fire him.”
     
    “What?”
     
    Again she felt a flash of shame.  What in the hell was wrong with her ? !  Marty had been going out of his way to help her.  “Nothing ,”  s he got out of bed while he stepped out the door and returned with a wheelchair.
     
    She gave him a surprised look.  “ Oh n o- ”
     
    “ Sorry, Baby Girl.  It’s the rule.”  He helped her sit down and noticed that her shoes weren’t on.  Kneeling in front of her h e slipped them on and tied the laces efficiently.   Damn, he had a big neck, she thought in admiration.  She liked her men on the thicker side…what?!  Stop it, she chastised herself.
     
    “Ready?”
     
    “You wouldn’t believe how.”
     
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    A s she waited for him to open the passenger door to his