| Subject: Chapter 12 |
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Kate
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Date Posted: 15:51:55 03/30/01 Fri
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by Kate
's message, "Things My Mother Taught Me" on 19:49:51 03/29/01 Thu
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First, take care of yourself. The rest will follow.
Three hours later, Nikita dropped Michael off at the train station and pulled the Citroen into the underground parking lot of the hotel. As she got out of the car, a little sniggle of pain darted from her ankle to her knee and then to her hip, where it throbbed for a few seconds before dying out.
Nikita stood still for a moment, quickly inventorying her body. She'd been a little achey this morning, especially below the waist, and a bit tired, but she'd marked that down to her evening and morning with Michael. She looked at her hands in the dim light of the garage. Her ring was a little tight, but her fingers didn't seem very swollen. Could just be too much salt. What had she eaten the day before?
Still puzzling over it, Nikita slowly walked out into the sun, then turned left to the elevator that went up to the Lucia. She cautiously rotated her shoulders and her ankles. She bent her knees and elbows slightly, checking for any pain, but nothing happened.
She shrugged and stepped into the elevator. Probably nothing. That was the problem with this nerve thing. Any time something hurt, she immediately thought it was another attack.
The elevator door opened onto the wide, sunny patio of the Lucia and Nikita got out, ignoring the sharp pain in her left ankle.
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