The Left Hand

 the quest is developed in the second hand of the left and yes is questioned by what it's used for in the alarm of a broken arm, so I reach over to the other side and hope for it all. 

I really have no clue about your arm or hand but it's calculated on the second hand. I give you a hand and it will be right not left.  
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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