Chapter forty-six
AN INJURY
Gabriella entered the ward, the smell of antiseptic and flowers prominent. She approached Jesse who shifted in bed as Joy held his hand. His face looked haggard. His head was bandaged, and he had bruising around his forehead. Instead of saying hello, he averted his eyes and stared at the covered window. Why was he acting that way?
Joy rushed into her arms. “Thanks for coming.”
She nodded. “How are you feeling, Jesse? And what happened?” He kept staring out the window.
Joy looked at Jesse strangely, then turned to her friend. “Someone he didn’t see attacked him in his garage.” He remained silent.
Behind her approached their friend, Jamie who was a doctor. She was clad in her white coat with a nametag reading Dr. Porcellin.” “Hello, ladies.” She picked up th
