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Mar. 3rd, 2004 12:27 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
turpsJames finally phoned me from the hospital. It's past midnight here and he went there after work at 8. He's dislocated his shoulder and has to wear a sling for a week. I've been fretting for the last few hours, and now I'm going to bed as soon as he comes home.
But he's fine, and I've just worn myself out willing the phone to ring.
But he's fine, and I've just worn myself out willing the phone to ring.
