Chapter 15
Jacksonville, FL
I HAD WILLED myself to wake up at five and did so on the dot. Then I kissed Mike awake. “Time to get up.”
“Okay,” he said, somewhat groggily.
“I’ll put the coffee on and meet you in the shower.”
“I’ll be there.”
I went to the kitchen and pushed the appropriate buttons, having set things in place the night before. Mike was waiting for me in the bathroom.
“Can you yank these things off for me?” He was pointing at the Band-Aids.
“Sure.”
We took a quick shower and toweled ourselves dry; I had to help Mike, because of his bum arm. It took a couple of minutes to apply the ointment to his incision and put more Band-Aids in place. We’d laid out our travel clothes on his bed the day before, so we went to his room to dress.
When we’d finished, I said, “Go fix th
