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THEO
It could have been worse. Link, my cousin, who was a doctor and the one I'd actually asked for help, had called Ralph, our cousin who was a vet. Ralph's sister Miriam had overheard the conversation and called her mother, who called my Ma, who grabbed up a car's worth of food and demanded my father drive her out here. Really, I should have expected it.
"I haven't set near as many bones as Ralph has," Link said, prepping a needle with some kind of medicine, while Ralph examined Adam's arm.
"But that's dogs and cats and horses," I protested. "Not humans."
Link shrugged. "A bone is a bone. If I was going to pick me or Ralph for any kind of basic surgery, I'd pick Ralph every time."
That was less reassuring than he thought it was.
Bethany hadn't left Adam's side, and her face was
