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—Ibid, Act I
Dear Holder,
How’s Corbin doing? Does he have a fever? Does the wound look infected? Is hegetting enough rest? Make sure he pushes fluids, too. Staying hydrated is animportant part of the healing process. Has he said anything about me? Don’t let himpick at the bandages. In fact, don’t let him do anything. He should just lie aroundand recuperate.
Best,
Amy
Dear Amy,
Corbin is the same as he was two hours ago when you last asked which, I shouldpoint out, has been three times in the past twelve hours. The answers to yourquestions are: fine, no, I wouldn’t know since I refuse to look at it, yes, yes on thefluids, and you’re all he talks about (well, there is some occasional swearing at Bartmixed in there).
I’m fine, too, thank you (not that you asked).
Hugs and kisses.
Holder
Dear Holder,
You refuse to look at Corbin s wound? I specifically told you that you have to keepan eye on it. Corbin is just the type of man to ignore the fact that he needs to restand not stress his body so it can heal. Please look at it now, and let me know how itseems, especially if it’s oozing anything, or if there’re reddish streaks around thewound. That means blood poisoning, and Lord knows what we‘re going to do ifthat happens. So you see the importance of looking at it. Look now. Then tell mewhat you see.
Worriedly,
Amy
Dear Amy,
Have you ever seen a freshly sutured wound? Neither have I, and I intend onkeeping it that way. I asked Corbin how it felt. His answer was, “Sore.” He saysthere are no reddish blood poisoning streaks. He says he’s getting enough rest andliquids and he already has a mother, thank you, and he doesn’t need another one.
I’m still fine, not that you’ve asked (again).
One hug, one friendly kiss,
Holder
Dear Holder,
I have seen a freshly sutured wound, and I don’t see what the big deal about it is.
It’s not like it’s a gaping head wound, for Pete’s sake. You didn’t tell me if it’soozing. And what did Corbin mean by sore? Normal sore or unnaturally sore,indicating internal bleeding and rampant infection?
Amy
Dear Amy,
Holder has gone to lie down with a cold compress and a bottle of my best brandy,muttering something about never wanting to see a quill and parchment again. Stopworrying about me. I’m fine.
Love you,
Corbin
Corbin! What are you doing up? You’re supposed to be resting! You had a fist-sizedpiece of wood shot into your stomach yesterday—I specifically told Holder he had tomake sure you stay in bed, and don’t get up and move around. If you stress thosestitches, they could pop open. Gah! Go back to bed! No more writing!
A very, very concerned,
Amy
