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When the phone just isn't handy.
The pain Damien was experiencing when he walked could only mean one thing – dry skin. He had experienced super dry skin three times before and it was easily curable with lotion.
Damien made sure to get the odorless kind so he wouldn’t be smelling like perfume all day long. Since he wore socks and shoes, nobody would know the difference, but he would know.
As he put the lotion on, he couldn’t feel the difference immediately. Over the course of two days, he would apply the lotion twice a day and be able to walk without it bothering him.
When he heard his cell phone in the other room ring, he was right in the middle of applying the lotion. He was expecting a call from a recruiter and he didn’t want to let the call go to voicemail, but he also knew that running to get the phone while the lotion was still drying wasn’t a good idea either.
Damien took two steps to the phone and knew he made the wrong decision. The second stride was longer than normal and his foot slipped out from under him. He wobbled, trying to regain his balance, but because he had excess lotion on his hands, anything he touched was as slippery as the floor
The third step was worse than the second. He twisted and contorted before slamming down onto the uncarpeted floor.
Not in a hurry to answer the silent phone now, Damien lay motionless for a minute. He could still move his hip easily – so it wasn’t broken – but movement now came with a significant twinge of pain.
Grimacing as he stood, he grabbed his cell phone, and read the screen: POSSIBLE SCAMMER