Jeremiah rose early and worked and worked and worked so he wouldn’t have much energy left to stew over Shannon. He kept Hercules to himself, because he couldn’t stand to be alone once he made it home.
Flo and Janey kept giving him glances when he came in, but they didn’t say anything. He still delivered their coffee, and life went on.
It always did.
He sighed and turned away from the window in his office. His next patient was ten minutes late, and he finally got up and went out to reception to see what was going on.
“Tanner’s not coming?” he asked.
“Oh, his mom called a few minutes ago,” Flo said. “Sorry. Things got crazy, and I forgot to come tell you.”
“Is everything okay?” he asked.
“She said he had a chess thing come up.”
Jeremiah nodded, suddenly with almost another hour added
