CHAPTER 10
UNRECOGNIZABLE
Shea woke Friday morning feeling a little stronger. The road rash didn’t burn nearly so much, and the swelling in her knee had subsided.
And then she rolled over. The pain hit her like a baseball bat wrapped in barbed wire. “Fuck.”
She swallowed the last of the Vicodin and forced herself out of bed. She would not let this sideline her.
While changing the dressing, she saw that the scab forming over the road rash was cracked and oozy. The slightest pressure still hurt like hellfire, especially when she wrapped a roll of gauze around the nonstick pads covering the wound.
“How is it?” Toni leaned against the bathroom’s door frame.
“Hurts. No infection at least.”
“Ay, pobrecita. Take it easy today and get some rest.”
“I was thinking of driving up to the shop.
