Loius POV
I tried to stay still as Dr. Mason finished stitching above my left brow, kicking my legs like a tiny dog. It wasn’t my first clinic visit, and probably not my last, but Kate looked pale watching the doctor work.
Kate works at the bakery as a cake decorator and blamed herself for my mishap. It wasn’t her fault; I simply wasn’t paying attention. As she welcomed me into the kitchen, I leapt and slipped, my head hitting the counter. I jumped up like nothing happened, while Kate panicked at all the blood.
I needed stitches; the cut was too deep to heal alone. They’d likely stay in a day or two, then I’d be back to normal, albeit with a scar.
“It’s finished.” Dr. Mason patted my leg, and I jumped, almost falling again. He caught me. “Come in tomorrow so I can check them.” My eye
