Chapter Twenty-One
Charlie
Sinking into my chair in my office, I leaned forward to peel off my lab coat. It had been a long day. Just as I was thinking I would have a few minutes to plow through my emails and take care of some online charting, Rachel poked her head around the door.
“It’s Mrs. Stan,” she announced.
I couldn’t recall how she’d come up with that code name to let me know my mother was calling, but it was effective. As soon as she saw the look on my face, Rachel smiled softly. “It’s okay, she’s just calling. Want me to talk to her and see if I can calm her down?”
“No,” I said with a sigh.
Lifting my hand up, I undid the knot in my hair and let it fall loose. The moment I did that, I recalled Jesse’s comment about liking my hair down, and my heart gave a funny little tumbl
