sharp intake of breath

　"Dr. McKee. Really. Don't you think we should wait there UGGS Clearance at camp?" She looked at him, her face determined. "I'm sure Dr. Canfield will be coming back soon, and if he doesn't... that man we saw down the canyon, I'm sure that man would help us."
　Oh, God, McKee thought. Now I've got trouble with her.
　"You can't possibly climb out of this canyon and walk all the way back to Shoemaker's with your head hurt like that. We're going back."
　"Do you know why that pickup of mine wouldn't start?"
　Miss Leon looked at UGGS Clearance him again.
　"Why not?"
　"Our friend had pulled the wires off the spark plugs."
　She doesn't believe it, McKee thought. He felt suddenly dizzy with fatigue and pain.
　"Look," he said. "If we had time, I'd take you back there and show you. But we don't have time." His voice was fierce. "Now drive and keep driving until I tell you to turn right."
　Miss Leon drove, looking straight ahead. McKee looked at her profile. Her face was angry, but there was no sign of fear. Nike High Heels It would be better if she was a little afraid, he thought, and he tried to think of what he might say. The pain in his hand had become suddenly like a knife through his knuckles, making concentration impossible. He inched it carefully out of his shirt front. The finger was rigid now, turning a bluish color, and the swelling had spread up the palm to the heel of his hand. He heard her sudden, sharp intake of breath.
　"You need a Nike Heels doctor," Miss Leon said. "That hand's broken."
　McKee put the hand carefully back inside his shirt, irritated at himself for giving her a chance to see it.
　"It's just a dislocated knuckle. The swelling makes it look worse than it is."
　"This is absolutely insane. I'm going to turn around and we're going back where you're camped and soak that hand." She started slowing the Volks.
　McKee put his boot on top of her foot on the accelerator and pressed. The little car jerked forward Jordan Heels and she pulled at the wheel to control it.
　"Now get this straight," McKee said. His voice was angry and he spaced the words for emphasis. "I had a hard day yesterday. I was up all night. I'm tired and my hand hurts. I'm worried about Jeremy. You're going to behave and do what you're told. And I'm telling you again that we're going to climb out of this canyon."