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Doc sat down on the couch and inched closer to me. “You mind?”
I shook my head.
She leaned forward and examined the stitches on my forehead. “Must’ve been deep if they had to sew it. We use skin glue for most things these days. Ah, yep. Looks like you lost a bit of flesh during the fall. It’s not bad, but stitches were the only way this was going to hold back together. They did a good job. Really good, actually. You’ll scar, but it won’t be bad.”
She paused for a minute, but when I didn’t say anything, she asked, “So, what happened?”
I frowned. “I thought you all knew?”
“We know the watered-down version. I want to hear it from you.”
“Why?”
“Why? Because I’m a doctor. And your friend.”
“I don’t want to have to tell the story again,” I said. “Shouldn’t we wait until they come back?”
Doc’s grin spread across her face.
“What?” I asked.
“If Charlie knows the whole story, I’m sure she’s telling them what happened as we speak.”
“Before you interrogate me,” I said with a laugh, “can I ask how you’re doing?”
“Barely any morning sickness so far, but I don’t expect that to last. Boxer is over-the-moon excited. The timing of this pregnancy, though, with Darcy…” She shook her head. “Not that I can really be surprised. I mean, I got my IUD out a few months ago. I just didn’t think it would happen this fast, you know?”
“How are Lily and Cam?”
“Pretty listless. Shut down. Cam…he just doesn’t care about anything. Not that I fault him, but because he’s in a cast, he has nowhere for his emotions to go. He’s just…angry. All the time.”
“Question for you,” I said. “You have a dog, right?”
“Yes.” Doc nodded.
“Would you be willing to get a second one? For Cam?”
“I don’t know. Life is already crazy.”
“What’s one more?” I asked. “I think Cam needs an animal to just be there for him. Keep him company. Something for him to focus on instead of his own situation. You know?”
“It’s a great idea. I wish I’d thought of it,” she said. “I’ll take him to the shelter so he can pick the dog of his choice.”
I shook my head.
“No? Is that a bad idea?”
“Not bad at all,” I assured her. “But I’m guessing you haven’t heard that I’m something of a savant when it comes to animals.”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean, I have this way of matching people with their animals. It’s a gift, or something.”
“What’s a gift or something?” Charlie asked as she came back into the living room. She was holding a plate with several servings of each of the dishes the Old Ladies had brought. “For you.”
“I’m not hungry,” I said. “Bones just fed me.”
She grinned. “Perfect. Then I’ll eat this.” She sat down on the floor and set the plate onto the coffee table. “So, what’s a gift or something?”
