JUNE;
I couldn’t help the soft giggle that escaped me. Mary sat across from me, peering intently into my eyes, clearly trying to figure out who I was talking to.
I switched the phone to my other hand, my fingers still a little shaky from everything that had happened this morning. His voice had brought up those feelings again, I was starting to curl in my seat.
“I just stepped out for a bit,” I said softly into the phone. “I’ll be home shortly. I promise.”
“You shouldn’t even be walking with that ankle. It's not so hard staying in bed, you know,” his voice came through, low and concerned.
He was right. I knew that. If I had listened and stayed in bed, I wouldn’t be limping right now.”
I smiled despite myself, biting my lower lip. But I had needed this, the coffee, the fresh air, and m
