She had released Meg's hand, but now had her own hands clutched together against her chest, smiling back at Meg – smiling and crying what were obvio...sly tears of joy."No more arthritis, Meg. No more pain. No more walker or pain pills," her friend told her in a trembling voice.About that time, Meg realized that something else was drastically different. Her vision was clearer than she could ever remember. As she unconsciously put a hand to her face, she realized that she was no longer wearing her. “Well the writer decided to visit.”Her eyes got wide and she started poking and prodding me, checking for any injuries I might be hiding. I finally grabbed her wrists and said. “Really, I’m fine. My chest hurts but that’s it.”She looked at my chest like she might see an injury there that the paramedics missed. “Dalton’s vest worked then. Thank God.”Detective Holloway appeared then. I didn’t know where he had been hiding. Maybe trying to find my stash of Magic love potion or something. Woodruff. ..testify against TJ?" She shook her head. "He'll _know_ it was me that sent him down. And how am I supposed to help find those other missing...guys?" Your...testimony...would be a deposition, with no identifying information that could tie it directly to you. The entire proceeding is," D bit his lower lip as he winced at what he was revealing, "highly classified. We'll take care of everything else."C nodded. "And in your time...working, you must have noticed some new girls, or some girls that. She ended the kiss almost immediately when the room broke intolaughter and applause, and when she could sense Paul's embarrassment. "I'dbetter thank you later," she said in a husky voice. Then she looked at the crowdof men gathering around her and winked at Paul. Relief made her feel playful."Unless one of these fine gentlemen makes me a better offer." Better than this?" Paul scooped her into his arms and kissed her again, withall the feeling he could put into it.Jessie felt a rush of heat.