Chapter 15
Ten weeks later
The San Diego skies were blue and clear, not an unusual state of affairs. Kurt limped his way up to the door of Mike’s house and let himself in with a key. He’d spent the best part of a week in the hospital when they got back from Iraq, then six full weeks on crutches. Now he was stuck in the daily hell of physical therapy.
About a month after the hospital stint, he’d moved in with Mike. They explained it away to colleagues as a mutual support thing where he kept an eye on Mike whose seizures seemed to be controlled by medication for now. In return, Mike helped him out with the daily living chores made difficult by being on crutches.
Mike had returned to work, strictly desk duty. Technically, he was on TDRL, but since his symptoms were under control at the mo
