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It wasn’t that bad. Okay, sure maybe there was a lot of blood, but Frank couldn’t help it if he was a bleeder! And okay, maybe he was pretty bruised, and he might even have a few broken bones but they would heal, right? It was an occupational hazard. He was fine. Of course, when he had tried to stand up and winced in pain, his boss didn’t buy his whole ‘I’m fine’ routine. The worst part was when Alice was informed. Frank loved his wife more than anything but he knew she was going to overreact. And sure enough, he was right. She was insisting that he go to St. Mungo’s and get checked out. Before going inside, he turned to her, making one last plea.

“Alice, sweetheart, you know I love you. And I would do anything for you. But, as I’ve said several times now, I’m fine.”