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“Just the assholes without any, I guess.”
“And maybe you should feel the same way with dogs. Most aren’t to be feared. Most just want love. Kinda like people.”
Her lips curved upward, self-satisfaction showing. She knew her shit, considering she didn’t know her own damn name.
“Anyway, are you gonna see Woodrow or not?” My attention moved to the Doc.
“I don’t think you’re helping him by feeding his fears.”
“In that case, I guess we’ll be making our way home soon. I’ll make an appointment with one of the other doctors.”
“And they will tell you the same thing.”
“Maybe.” I rushed off, irritation affecting my speed.
Despite being all legs, Cat struggled to keep up with my long strides.
“You don’t want to pop in and see the other one?”
I felt her whole body turn rigid when Rodregez spoke. I had no idea that he had until that happened. I froze on the grass, turning to her. My finger rubbed over the soft skin on her hand.
She looked like the darkest cloud in the sky had fallen down and cast a shadow on her. And there was Rodregez, with a look of guilt on his face.
“Did you say something?”
“I said, don’t you want to pop in and see the other one.” His tone held shame because it hit him—almost as hard as I wanted to—that Cat’s mood had changed over his words.
“I’ll stop by tomorrow when Cat is at home.”
Cat went stiffer again when Rodregez made an offer. “I can wait with her.”
Rodregez smiled, meaning well, but it was Cat’s expression l focused on. The look of agitation as she chewed the inside of her cheek—the confusion behind those pretty eyes where a million questions remained unasked.
I looked back to Rodregez, ready to ask if he had a death wish, but before I could say anything, he talked again.
“I’d actually like you to come inside anyway.”
“Why?”
“Our new doctor is here. Well, he’s being interviewed, but I think the medical team likes him, and he’s good with your friend.”
“He’s met her?”
“The team wanted to see how he would interact with patients. He has a disability that some worried may be a concern.”
“We have never discriminated before. What’s the disability? And why would it be an issue?”
“He cannot speak. Not physically.”
“That isn’t a problem if he has an electrolarynx.”
“He doesn’t.”
“Then, that might be a problem. How is he meant to communicate?”
“He has his ways. Why don’t you come and see if he’s still on site? I’d like your thoughts, and if you’re happy, I’m offering him the job.”
“I trust your judgment. And I like that he’s good with…my friend.”
