"That's just what they call me, I'm the head of this community." He shrugged as if that was a normal title that people used.
"Well okay then..." I'll just go along with that.
The older-looking doctor started out by examining Everett's arm where the knife wound occurred. "That should be all healed by tomorrow, it didn't damage any surrounding tissues. Just take it easy for the night." I looked at him incredulously. How could a knife wound be healed overnight??
I shook my head, just going with the flow after my awful day. It's probably my head injury messing with me. The doctor then turned to me and motioned for Everett to help him lift me onto the examination table.
"Now you, on the other hand, will have a much harder time healing." He took a look at my wounds, palpating my stomach to
