Chapter 32 ~ December 27 One Man’s TrashThe next morning, Camelia flat out lied. She wasn’t proud of it, but damn, it came easy.
“I’m gonna run over to the hospital and pick up Auntie Freda’s medical chart. Rita didn’t think she’d be up for it, so I said I would do it. I shouldn’t be long. Anything you need while I’m out?” Camelia said to the top of Leon’s head.
He looked up from his iPad. “I can drive you over, just give me a half hour to respond to some email,” Leon said. He was in work mode.
“I’ll be back by the time you’re done. So just have another cup of coffee, and I’ll be back soon,” Camelia said, and headed for the door.
“Okay babe, thanks. Drive careful,” he said, without looking up.
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At the hospital, the grandfatherly docent at the information desk directed Camelia to
