Chapter 19: Progress
It was like being on display in a cage at the zoo. Every nurse, aide, and office drone in the practice found an excuse to wander into the reception area and peer into the waiting room. They could’ve at least tried to be discreet.
Nash checked the clock on the wall and sighed. Apparently being engaged to one of the physicians in the practice didn’t get one any kind of preferential treatment when it came to schedule delays.
“Your turn,” Grampy said with a sly grin. He handed his iPad to Nash.
Percy glanced at the game on the screen. “Thirty-six points! Bernie, you’re killing us.”
“Gah! You are, Grampy. And once again it’s not even some obscure word.” Nash turned to Percy. “Clearly we’ve got to brush up on our Scrabble strategy. You see what he’s doing, don’t you?”
