[She considers pulling her leg away, stalking off and leaving Carrie here, but she's not that cruel and something tells her they're going to have to have this conversation sooner or later.
Beneath the torn denim, the wound is pink rather than the bright red to be expected from a half hour old bullet wound, and the blood is barely a trickle.
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Beneath the torn denim, the wound is pink rather than the bright red to be expected from a half hour old bullet wound, and the blood is barely a trickle.
She'll be fine.]