Chapter Ten
“BY EVERYONE, DO YOU mean Ramsay?” Beatrice grinned.
“Yes, Ramsay’s driving me crazy. He doesn’t want me to do anything, Beatrice, and it’s just so silly. You’d think I had a really serious injury instead of a broken ankle.”
“I’d think a broken ankle would qualify as a serious injury. You can’t put any weight on it, can you? It must make getting around very tricky.”
“I’ve certainly had worse challenges in my life and have been able to surmount them. Ramsay keeps calling in to check. You’d think he didn’t have a murder to investigate.”
Beatrice said, “I’m sure he’s just concerned about you, Meadow. He probably wants to make sure you’re resting and not overdoing it.”
Meadow said glumly, “No chance of that. I can’t seem to be able to cook, which is most annoying.”
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