"Xan, what the hell are you doing here?"
Zach had been sitting in his kitchen mangling a frozen pizza and pretending to eat it, while he felt guilty for not calling Laney that day, or the day before, when his sister let herself in the back door of his house, helped herself to a beer, and plopped down at his table.
"I'm about to do something I swore a solemn oath to never do."
Zach scowled. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?"
"I'm about to break doctor-patient confidentiality." Xan used her keychain to pop the top on her longneck then took a long pull. She set the bottle on the table with a thunk and looked Zach right in the eyes. "Did you know that Laney is sick?"
"What?" He realized he was half out of his chair before he'd noticed moving. "What's wrong with her?"
Xan took anot
