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Baxter looks like he’s
hurt worse than I am.”
    A patrolman appeared and asked Rory if
she needed an ambulance.
    “ I already called,” Bruce
piped up. The wail of a siren in the distance drew
closer.
    “ This numbskull was doing
sixty, I swear,” she said, pointing to the tall, brown-eyed
man.
    “ That’s ridiculous. I
wasn’t doing sixty.”
    The policeman turned to him. “Sir, can
you confirm your speed?”
    “ There’s no posted speed
limit for bikes. I did kind of lose control around that
curve.”
    “ Kinda?” Rory muttered.
She lay back down on the ground.
    “ I.D., please.” The
officer put out his hand. The man handed over his driver’s
license.
    “ Dr. Hanson Roberts,” the
cop said, writing in his pad. “A member of the real estate Roberts
family?” He looked up at the doctor.
    “ Yeah. A ticket? What
for?” Dr. Roberts shifted his weight.
    “ Reckless biking,
speeding, causing bodily injury to this young woman.”
    Rory gave a half-smile. “Serves you
right. What about my dog?” She turned worried eyes to Baxter, who
lay still, whimpering.
    “ I’ll take him,” the
doctor said.
    “ Over my dead body…which
you almost have…”
    “ I’m a vet…”
    “ I don’t care if you were
in Afghanistan…”
    “ A veterinarian. Hack
Roberts,” he said, extending his hand.
    “ A vet? Save him.” She
ignored his offer to shake.
    “ Without x-rays, I can’t
tell the extent of his injuries, but he’s awake and
alert.”
    “ Dr. Roberts, you’ll have
to take some responsibility for this young lady…what’s your name,
miss?”
    “ Aurora
Sampson.”
    “ Aurora? What an odd
name,” muttered Hack.
    “ Oh? Like Hack is normal?”
she replied, hostility oozing from every pore. Bruce tried to help
her up, but she crumbled under the pain.
    “ Miss Sampson, I’m giving
you his contact information. He’d better make good on these
injuries. My card, in case he doesn’t. I’m considering criminal
charges, Doc. You can’t speed like that in Central Park. You messed
her up.” The patrolman gave Hack a dirty look.
    “ Officer, would you mind
helping with the dog?” Hack asked, looking away.
    “ Where are you taking
him?” Rory asked. When the ambulance drew near, the siren drowned
out his words.
    He whipped out a business card and
handed it to her. “Here’s the address. Call later to find out how
he’s doing.”
    “ She’s going to be in the
hospital, you jerk,” Bruce said.
    “ We’ll keep him until you
can get him. Hey, I’m sorry about this.”
    “ Yeah? Sorry and a
Metrocard’ll get me on the subway.” She turned an angry stare
toward him. Before she could continue her diatribe, the EMTs
approached. She answered their questions, craning her neck around
them to watch Hack and the policeman as they picked Baxter up
carefully and put him on the patrol car’s backseat. Her eyes,
blinking back tears, connected with Hack’s as the car drove
away.
    “ Want me to go with you?”
Bruce asked. He combed her hair back from her forehead.
    Rory
shook her head. I wanted you to love me.
But you don’t. Don’t drag this out. One sharp pain, and it’s
over.
    “ You sure?”
    “ You want your freedom.
Might as well start now. I don’t want to depend on someone who
doesn’t want to be with me.”
    Bruce blushed and gazed at the ground.
“It’s not like that. I wouldn’t mind…”
    “ That’s
the point. You wouldn’t mind. That’s not good enough for
me.” Do I need him now? Can’t bear to look
at him, knowing he’s dating someone else.
    The EMT attendant pushed
the stretcher all the way into the ambulance and closed the door.
The pain and worry about her dog overwhelmed her. Rory let tears
fall as they drove away.
    The vehicle zoomed through the
streets, zigging and zagging around traffic, whisking Rory to the
hospital. One glance at the emergency room crammed to standing room
only with people waiting to see doctors and the irony of speeding
there, only to be kept