Three hastily sucked back coffees and 3:05 a.m. found prickly Dr. Hanada departing for the office. As he was fully awake anyway, he figured he"d catch up on SOAP notes and miscellaneous paperwork.
Colt escorted him to the rear stairwell and returned with a tiny smile, as if he and the doctor had shared a joke. He leaned heavily into the door after closing it. “Frank says you did an awesome job of cleaning and stitching for a first-timer. If you"re looking to apprentice, drop by.”
I smiled apathetically in return. “You look like you need a serious dose of sleep.” So did I. The only ones getting any were my carefree canine and her sedated boyfriend.
“I need to get out there.” Carefully, he pressed a bandaged hand to his eyes. The other arm was suspended in a makeshift but sturdy splint.
