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“Well,” said Nurse Diestrum, placing a thermometer under<br />
Rosewater’s tongue, “taking care of the sick is certainly<br />
something.”<br />
“That’s true,” Rosewater mumbled.<br />
Nurse Diestrum removed the thermometer from Rosewater’s<br />
mouth and read it. “A little high,” she said. “But you’ll live.”<br />
“Would you care to see?” said Rosewater. “<strong>The</strong> accident left<br />
me two little guys. May as well get used to them.”<br />
“Why, yes,” Nurse Diestrum said nervously, “of course.<br />
Let’s have a look.” She pulled back the blankets covering<br />
Rosewater.<br />
“Well?”<br />
Nurse Diestrum turned and began dry heaving into the back<br />
of her hand. “It’s… it’s a very… unfortunate thing…”<br />
“Say hi to the pretty nurse,” Rosewater said to his two<br />
bobbing stumps. “What’s that?” He looked up at Nurse Diestrum<br />
and said, “<strong>The</strong>y want you to touch them.”<br />
“No, that’s quite all right,” she said.<br />
“Oh, they won’t bite,” Rosewater insisted.<br />
“Well… I… I suppose…” Nurse Diestrum reluctantly placed her<br />
palm over one of the bruised appendages.<br />
“<strong>The</strong>re,” said Rosewater. “Not so bad, is it?”<br />
“No, I”—Nurse Diestrum nearly fainted—“suppose not.”<br />
“Something to drink?”<br />
Rosewater nodded. “Cranberry juice. No vodka.” He winked.<br />
“Not allowed.” Nurse Diestrum handed Rosewater a plastic cup<br />
filled with orange juice.<br />
“You know, Miss Diestrum, I couldn’t help noticing your<br />
legs. You’re real lucky to have a pair like that.” Rosewater<br />
sipped his juice. “How much?”<br />
“I’m—sorry?”<br />
“Your legs,” said Rosewater. “How much you want for them?”<br />
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