Chapter 30
IT WAS ALMOST ten by the time we left the hospital. Billy had since fallen asleep and Justin carried him out to my car, while Joanna pushed me in a wheelchair.
“Darn, we don’t have a car seat,” I said, remembering how I’d taken it out of the car the week before.
“Let’s get one then,” said Tank. “There’s a*****e right up the road.”
“Good idea. We’ll just have to use a seatbelt until we get there,” said Joanna, in a low voice. “I’m sure he’ll be fine, but if we get pulled over, I never said that.”
“Right,” I said, pulling myself out of the wheelchair. I opened the back door of the car and watched as Justin gently put Billy inside and buckled the seatbelt.
Billy, who was groggy, opened his eyes. “Where’s Tuffy?”
“Here he is,” I replied, holding him up.
Justin took the stuff
