Epilogue
“Mr. Hunter?” A nurse stepped into the waiting room holding a clipboard looking around the room. Drew set down the magazine he was pretending to read and stood up. “This way.” The nurse smiled warmly at him, guiding him into the back.
Drew had been in Vegas for a few days. Tony bought him an airline ticket and chipped in to give him some money for a hotel. He hated feeling like a charity case, but until the military sorted out his paperwork and got a job, he had to rely on the help of others.
He started seeing a therapist in Vegas, but the real reason he was here was to see Dr. Sax, the leading specialist in prosthetist in the country. Dr. Grace was confident Dr. Sax could help him with his hand. As it was Drew’s dominant hand, he felt at a disadvantage without the use of it. H
