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Gina sat on a chair in the emergency room. Someone had put a blanket over her shoulders.
She sat, rocking, her hands folded; tears falling to the floor.
Elaine ran into the emergency room.
“Gina.”
Gina looked up, unable to focus properly through swollen, tear filled eyes.
Elaine fell to her knees in from to Gina and hugged her.
“Oh my God, sweetie. What is happening?”
The emergency door opened again and Randi ran in.
She saw Elaine and Gina.
She hurried and sat next to Gina.
“What the fuck is going on?”
Elaine looked at her.
“Who are you?”
“I am Randi Wilson. I am Dylan’s sister.”
Gina looked at both women.
“He shot Dylan.”
“Who, Gina?” Elaine asked.
“Kevin.”
Elaine was shocked.
“Kevin?”
“Who is Kevin?” Randi asked.
“Gina’s ex husband,” Elaine said.
Gina started to get up.
“The children. I have to go home.”
Elaine grabbed her shoulders.
“Troy is gone to be with the kids.”
“Troy?”
Gina was in a daze.
“Dylan is dead, isn't he?”
Randi jumped up from her chair.
“What?”
She hurried to the emergency desk.
“Where is Dylan Lambert?”
The nurse looked up.
“He is in surgery,” she said calmly.
“That’s it,” Randi yelled.
“How the fuck is he?”
“Please miss. I don't know how Mr. Lambert is doing.”
“Then who the fuck does?”
Randi looked at the nurse.
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Dare to Dream
RomanceGina Pittman's life revolved around her work and her two children, Brandon and Melissa. Her life was settled and routine, but she was comfortable and accepting of that, until the day that a handsome man, five years younger than her, walked into the...
