May drove Kurt’s truck to the hospital the next morning, as he was planning to be there with Dwayne to visit the cowboy that had been injured on the ranch yesterday. She could barely control the vehicle, but she’d managed to drive it to the restaurant and home, and now back to the hospital.
She found Kurt in a waiting room on the second floor, right where he said he’d be. “Hey, there,” she said, sidling up to where he waited in a blue plastic chair. The scent of really clean things and really unclean things mixed together into a smell that uniquely belonged to the medical industry.
“May.” He stood and gathered her into his arms. “It’s so great to see you.”
“You guys aren’t working this morning?”
“Dwayne’s shuffled a few things around,” he said, releasing her and stepping back. “But Sha
