Chapter 21
It had been a quiet summer, and now autumn was just around the corner.
Quinton and the little ER doctor had tried for eight weeks to date, but between her work and his, they’d only managed to see each other a grand total of two times, and so they decided to part ways, with no hard feelings.
“I’m sorry for that, Mother,” he told me during our Sunday ride. “It seemed like I’d be free, but she’d be on call, or she’d be free, and I’d be flying to Europe or South America.”
“If she were the one, you’d have made time to see her, sweetheart.”
“I suppose.”
I reached across and patted his knee. “Allison and her husband will be coming for lunch on Tuesday. Will you be available?”
“I have to stop at the Pentagon in the morning, but I should be able to make lunch.”
“Never tell me Dru
