Chapter Four
STERLING
It’s funny to look up at Wilder while he waits. He looks silly with the rubber in his mouth. But he just stands there, looking at what the doctor is doing as I lean back.
Stephen is clicking on some machine and moving it around until he looks up.
“I think it’s about time now, right?” He eyes the nurse.
She checks the clock on the screen. “Yep. We’re good.” She then looks at Wilder. “You can take it out now.”
Wilder takes the rubber out of his mouth, then he moves his jaw side to side. “That was uncomfortable.” He sits down on a chair next to me.
I reach out for him. I don’t want to do this alone, I can’t do it alone. Wilder takes my hand, squeezing a little.
“Are you ready?” Stephen looks at us.
I nod. I guess so.
“Could you open up and pull down your jeans
