“He stepped in, gripping the orderly by the front of his white jacket. "Hey, leggo me. You’ll start hemorrhaging and they’ll blame me."”
“Hey, leggo, mister! I want to stay up there in the sun! Jim picked up the kid and carried him.”
““Hey, leggo,” Nick said pushing Jamy back a little. “What are you doin’?” “I just wanted to hug you.””