“I’ve met someone.”
Dr. Anthony looked up from her notebook, on her face the same calm expression she always wore, but I got the distinct feeling she was surprised. I wasn’t sure if it was at the announcement, or because I had spoken at all.
“Do you want to tell me about him?”
Oddly enough, I did.
“He’s a doctor. A surgeon actually, from the hospital where I was admitted.”
“Is he the one who treated your arms?
“No.” Well, I didn’t think so. Would it even have been a surgeon that stitched me up? I didn’t know, but I was sure Vic would have told me. “No, he is the godson of a friend.”
“I’d suggest you go very slowly here, Christopher.”
I’m not sure why her words pissed me off. Maybe because I was sure that at the end of the day, she was allowed to go home to someone she loved, to som
