Chapter 46They were shown to a corner booth at a window.
“See here,” Matthew said, lifting a pant leg to his knee.
She flinched and looked away, embarrassed that others may notice.
“Look, Rachael. Any noticeable difference in the shape of my leg is here, where the fibula fractured.”
She looked timidly. The small round bone at the top of the fibula protruded under the skin only a bit more than normal.
“Working out's been helping this,” he said, dropping the pant leg.
Working out regularly was building and strengthening his entire body. His outward appearance was helping him regain his emotional stature. Rachael sensed his positive familiar presence. His speech hadn't hesitated, which meant damage in his brain had healed or was close to it. Neither had he stuttered, but she wasn't abou
