"I don't know," Andrew said to the officer.  "I really have no bloody clue why they attacked us."( Read more... )

"So there's me and Kayla, and we're running through the snow, trying to find some shelter. . . ."( Read more... )

Andrew watched the orderly wheel Kim out of the room.  ( Read more... )

"So?  What's the word?" Marlena asked as Bo escorted Kim into the house.  Behind her, Caroline, Jeannie and Andrew were waiting expectantly for the answer.

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Jeannie carried a cup of espresso into the living room and took a seat on the couch next to her Uncle Bo. ( Read more... )

Marlena stood in the doorway of Kim's bedroom and tried not to laugh.  ( Read more... )

After the police left, Marlena dragged Andrew into one of a guest rooms.  "Let me look at that," she demanded, pointing at his side.  She had decided to use his wound as a pretense to talk to him.( Read more... )

Andrew entered his room and stripped away his bloody shirt.  He had wrapped his hand in ice to keep down the swelling, but he felt no pain. ( Read more... )

"What just happened?" Kim asked.  ( Read more... )

"So how is my sick wife?" Phillip asked through the screen door.  He reached drunkenly for the door handle, but it was locked.  "Let me in, Kim," he growled.( Read more... )