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Now…
Once in the car, I sat quietly in the passenger’s seat while Lorenzo drove. Every time I glanced at him, he’d be wearing this expression on his face like he was deep in thought. I wanted to say something, but didn’t exactly know how to go about accusing him of trying to kill my father without it sounding like I was accusing him of trying to kill my father. But I couldn’t just let it go.
“Zo, I know you know—”
“It’s over.”
“It is?”
He nodded.
“So…you’re not going to—”
“No.”
“And he knows—”
“We reached an agreement over breakfast. A truce.”
“Zo, did you know who he was when we met?”
He pulled into the parking lot of a convenience store, turned the car off, and looked me in the eye. “No, Doc. I didn’t know until I saw those pictures at your mom’s last night. I promise you that. Please believe me, baby. I wouldn’t lie to you about something like that.”
“Zo…”
He leaned in and kissed me. “I love you. He loves you. And because of that, it’s over. It’s over.”
I nodded.
*****
I could feel Lorenzo darting his eyes from the road to me and back. We’d just left the doctor’s office, and I was fighting back tears.
“You okay?” he asked.
I shook my head. “No.”
“How do you feel?”
“Scared. Confused. You?”
I turned to see the uncertainty on his face as he said, “Same. But we’re going to make sure, right? That’s where we’re headed now. To get more tests done, right?”
I nodded. “Yeah.”
He grasped my hand and squeezed it. “All right. We’ll find out for sure and go from there. I’m with you every step of the way, Doc. No matter what, I got your back, baby. Okay?”
“Okay.”
*****
“Are you sure?” I asked.
The pretty woman in scrubs nodded and handed me the lab papers. “Yes. Positive.”
“I really thought Dr. Hall was wrong, out of her mind.”