Dan took care of business, wiped himself off with a Kleenex, and then showered and shaved.
Casey was in the kitchen munching cereal when Dan got there.
“Dammit, Case, I wish you’d have let me get your breakfast. That’s quite a shiner you’re sporting, by the way. How are your ribs?”
Casey grinned. “What’s happened to you, Cool? You’ve tended to run off at the mouth ever since I came home last night?”
“Sorry. I’m just concerned about you.”
“Thanks. I appreciate that. My eye’s painful to touch, but the painkillers are keeping it from throbbing. They don’t do much for the ribs, though.”
“Sure you don’t want to go to a doctor and get checked out?”
“Nope. I’m okay if I don’t laugh. Or sneeze. Or bend.”
“Sounds to me as if you need to just kick back for a few days.”
“I’m gonna call the r
