this morning #1145.

this morning, we need to wrap that broken arm as quick as we can & get back on the road. you’re in shock. you need to let me take care of it. please. i beg of you. i know what i’m doing. i’ve stabilized a bunch of fractures in my day. no. this is not the time for me to elaborate on that. all i know is that the longer that we stay here, the more chance there is that we won’t live long enough to see another sunset. we dodged a bullet last night but there are more bullets in the gun. there’s a bottle of percocet in the trunk. that’ll help make the pain sustainable for you, give us enough time to put a lot of distance between us & the danger. now here…close your eyes & put this towel in your mouth. bite down.