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Meredith : Back on board
I wake up to find Kate sitting on the end of my bed holding out a mug of tea for me.
She's wearing a sling on her left arm. It takes me a couple of seconds to remember where I am and why. I slide back into a sitting position against my pillows and take the tea from her.
“What on earth has happened to you?” I ask her. “Is that a break or a sprain?”
She gives me a rueful smile. “It's a break. A compound fracture. That bastard broke it when he twisted it up behind my back. And to make matters worse, I landed on it when he threw me down at the side of the road. It was so excruciating, I passed out and regained consciousness to find myself all alone in a ditch on some godforsaken dirt road in the middle of Africa. But that's nothing compared with what could have
