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He went back to his office and sat down in his chair, trying not to think of how frantic Erika must be. He could think of nothing else. Picking up his phone, he dialed her cell. No answer. His gut twisted. Not a good sign.
But not his problem, the pragmatic side of his brain reminded him. He clicked the mouse for his computer to check his schedule. He had a full plate of his own today.
Tia’s aunt Brenda couldn’t handle the sight of the blood from her niece’s injuries, so Erika sat with Tia until she was taken into surgery. She alternately paced the waiting room and gave a hug of reassurance to Tia’s aunt.
“I should have watched out for her better. I was in a hurry to get Jason to day care. I overslept, so we were all running late.”
Erika put her arm around the young woman’s shoulders. “You’ve got to stop blaming yourself. You couldn’t have stopped that truck driver. You heard the officer. The guy was drunk,” Erika said, still furious at the cause of the accident and shaken by Tia’s close call.
“I just hope they can fix her. She’s such a sweet girl. Smart. She deserves so much more.”
“You do more than you know.” Erika tried to reassure the woman at the same time she was worried.
“How is Tia?” a male voice asked from behind her.
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