He stood up again immediately and called the doctor.
He stayed in the hallway while Dr. Reeves his family's doctor, a woman who had known Leo since he was nine and asked no unnecessary questions over the phone was in the room. He stood with his back against the wall and his hands in his jacket pockets and stared at the wall opposite and breathed in the careful measured way that he had learned, somewhere in the last few months, from watching Amy do it.
His phone buzzed. Rio: What's happening.
He typed back: At her flat. Doctor's with her. I'll call you.
Rio: I'm coming.
He didn't argue.
Dr. Reeves came out of the room after twenty minutes that were among the longest Leo had spent standing still. She closed the door behind her with the careful quiet of someone who understood what was o
