Three months later, my physical therapy was really paying off.
I could stand and walk on my own now, just not for very long, and I still couldn't run.
Most of the steel pins in my body had been removed.
My doctor said if I kept at it, I'd make a full recovery soon.
I'd never be as strong as I was before, but I'd end up just like anyone else, maybe a little more fragile.
Fernando waved it off like it was nothing. "No big deal. It's not like you'll be doing any heavy lifting around the house anyway."
I paused, side-eyeing him. "Whose house?"
Fernando stumbled over his words. "Yours, obviously. We'll hire a housekeeper, okay?"
"Nice try," I said. "I'm still the older one here. Don't get fresh."
Fernando threw his hands up, mock-outraged. "Hey, I've been overseas too long, okay? All t
