Chapter Twenty-Nine
Boone
I leaned back into the cushions on the couch in Grace’s living room. I rolled my shoulder experimentally, just testing to see how it felt. Although I didn’t remember the rock hitting me on the head, I definitely remembered the one that whacked me on the shoulder.
My shoulder was sore, but it would be okay. Strangely, my head hurt less. Probably because I didn’t move it all the damn time. Two days had passed since I was discharged after that night in the hospital, two days during which Grace fussed over me like crazy.
She approached from the kitchen with a tray that had a large pizza, specially made for me by Dani along with a beer from Lost Deer Brewery. I’d had to have Brent call her to assure her it was okay for me to drink beer. I wasn’t even taking anythin
