It was already dawn by the time I got home.
After giving me a thorough check-up, the doctor said, "Get plenty of rest. Try not to put weight on your foot for now, and you'll be fully recovered within a week."
Even though the doctor had said it was nothing serious, my dad still barraged him with a ton of questions about care instructions I needed to follow.
He even insisted that the doctor make a point to come check on me every single day.
My aunt and I exchanged a look, and we both saw the same exasperated resignation in each other's eyes.
My aunt winked at me. "See? No one dotes on you more than your dad."
I squeezed her hand gently. "And you too, Auntie. You love me just as much."
My aunt reached out and tapped my forehead lightly. "You always know just how to charm me, don't you?
