Elena plopped down next to Martin, rubbed her sore butt, and said, "You don't have ** for medical insurance, I can't afford to take you to a real clinic. Bill used to live on this street, he never charged us for seeing him.","Go pray to God for a miracle," Elena shrugged. There's no cheap sympathy among paupers.,After tidying up a little, he stepped out and stood in the sunshine, taking a slight look around.。