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wrist is
sprained. The swelling will go down in a few days. If there are any
problems, we can set you up with a physiotherapist.”
    “ But why does
she have pain when she breathes?” Rachel asked.
    “ Her ribs are
bruised and muscles around her diaphragm are pulled. Too many
somersaults, I would imagine.”
    Jaxie shivered as she
remembered being hurled around and around inside the
snow.
    Kelsie returned her
attention to Jaxie.
    “ If the pain
doesn’t go away within a few days, give me a call. Or if the pain
gets worse, come back in right away.”
    Jaxie nodded.
Despite the good news, she didn’t feel much like celebrating. She’d
just had a close encounter with death. It
could have gone the other way…
    “ Rachel seems
more relieved than you are. Why the frown?” Kelsie asked in a
gentle voice that almost sent Jaxie over the edge into a washer of
tears.
    No, she wouldn’t lose it.
Not yet. Not until she was home and alone.
    “ Are you
kidding? Jaxie is going to be fine. She is the strongest woman I
know. I’m so proud of her. So glad she’s okay.” The underlying tone
of pride in her friend’s voice made Jaxie suck up her momentary
depression.
    Rachel was right. She
needed to stay strong. Needed to get back to living, but this time
she would work and play fast and furious. She had a bucket list to
work on.
    Man, she’d been so
incredibly lucky.
    Without warning, Rachel
swooped down and embraced her again. Wow, Rachel really cared. But
Rachel had always cared for Jaxie. They’d known each other since
they’d been able to walk. As they’d grown older, they’d been
partners in a newspaper route and then both had gotten jobs as
servers at the local ice-cream shop. When they’d both been sixteen,
Rachel had moved away with her mom and dad.
    They’d lost touch over
the years. When tragedy had struck Jaxie while she’d been in
business college and she’d lost her mom and dad and two younger
siblings in a plane crash, Rachel had reconnected with her, albeit
long distance. After the death of her mother, Rachel had eventually
moved back to town with her ill father.
    Rachel had recently put
her father into a long-term-care facility, and Jaxie had tried her
best to cheer up her sad friend. It was why she’d gone out skiing
today with her. To help cheer Rachel up.
    “ You’ve got a
waiting room full of anxious friends. I am afraid they can’t all
come in here. So with your permission, I can let them know you’ll
be fine,” Kelsie said with a warm smile.
    “ I’ll do it!”
Rachel volunteered and quickly headed toward the door. “I can’t
wait to see the smiles on their faces when I tell them how Jaxie
looked death right in the eye and told him to stick it.”
    Silence permeated the
room as Rachel left.
    “ After your
close call, it’s normal to be rattled,” Kelsie said as she sat on
the edge of the bed beside Jaxie. She lightly patted Jaxie’s
wounded hand.
    “ If you need
someone to talk to you can give me a call. Or I can set you up with
a professional…”
    “ I think I’m
going to be okay,” Jaxie lied. Was she really going to be all
right?
    “ The offer
stands,” Kelsie said and then she stood.
    “ Thanks.”
    Tears bubbled up in her
eyes and thankfully, Kelsie had already turned and was heading
toward the door. Jaxie quickly wiped away the stray tears with the
back of her good hand.
    At the doorway, Kelsie
hesitated and turned.
    “ I’ll send
Rachel back in to help you get dressed. Then you’re free to
go.”
    Jaxie nodded. “Thanks,
Doc.”
    “ No problem.
I’m just glad that you’ll be okay.”
    When Kelsie disappeared,
Jaxie’s thoughts began buzzing about her bucket list and a wickedly
delicious idea hit her. She was going to throw a Masquerade Ménage
Ball, she was going to go, and she was going to make sure she
experienced her hot ménage.
    That ménage was top of
her list of things to do.
    Mercy! She was alive!
She’d been given a hell of a wake-up call and she