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stood watching, his hat clasped tightly in his hands. “I’m sorry, boss. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
Brad waved away his concerns. He scribbled a list onto a sheet of paper. “Okay, so this is what you’re going to do. You drive this up to Spokane yourself. Tell the crew at the warehouse you’ll be out of the area for a while. You have someone you trust you can leave behind, right?”
“Yes, boss.”
Brad handed him the list. “And take an extra bottle of the 2016 Sweet for Sara at the event for letting us know there was a problem. Tell her I owe her dinner.”
Jose stared at the list. “What do I do about the missing delivery?”
“Don’t worry about it. I’ll have Maggie check into that. We just need to make sure we have wine to pour at the event. Maggie is handling the booth so she’ll deal with staffing and tying up the loose ends. She’s probably already in Spokane and that’s why you couldn’t reach her.”
“Okay, I will do this.” Jose held up the list. “And I am sorry if you are in pain due to my actions.”
“He isn’t in pain because of you. He’s in pain because of his own stupid choices.” Destiny stood in the doorway. She looked pissed. “Ten minutes are up. I hope you got done what you needed to because Jose has to leave now.”
Anger flashed in his brain, but before Brad could respond, the pain killer dulled the sensation. He watched as Jose left the room and then he looked at the woman who was running his life with an iron fist. “You didn’t have to be rude.”
Her eyes widened. “Seriously? You thought I was rude? You tried to ride in a truck where you would have had to leave the door open to let your leg hang out because you wouldn’t fit any other way. And then, you jarred your back. You realize that one of the reasons you are on bedrest is to help the bruise on your spine heal so that you can walk again.”
He wanted to respond but more importantly, he wanted to sleep. And sleep won out.
Doctor Roberts arrived a few hours later at the same time that Maggie’s delivery boy came with lunch. He sniffed the air. “Smells like lasagna. I do love Maggie’s food.”
“You can stay for lunch. They always send too much food.” Destiny held the door open and then took the bags from the young kid. “Thank you.”
He grinned and barely tilted his head in acknowledgement. Then he jogged back to the sub compact he’d arrived in twice a day since she’d arrived.
Destiny nodded toward the retreating kid. “He doesn’t say much, but he’s consistent and has a great smile.”
“That’s Tom Martin’s kid, Kyle. He’s a junior this year over at the high school. Pretty good linebacker. It might just get him a scholarship.” The doctor wandered into the foyer. “Before I go in and see our boy, I wanted to tell you how sad I was that you weren’t able to make a go of your business here. I should have been referring people to you all along. I know there’s a lot of clients who could use your service, but people are stubborn.”
“Well, I may be able to stay in the area, at least.” She told him about the meeting she’d had that week and the new office opening in Spokane. “Wrong time, wrong location. No matter which one it was, it just means I’ll be moving on.”
“We will miss you.” He nodded to the doorway to the den and Brad’s makeshift bedroom. “So he tried to escape.”
“You could say that.” She smiled. Brad would definitely say it that way.
“The boy has always been a handful.” He walked toward the door. “You go eat. I’ll handle him for a while.”
“Should I dish you up a plate?”
The doctor shook his head. “Thank you, but I have no time. I’ve got patients waiting for me at the office.”
Destiny carried the food into the kitchen, wondering if she should join the men in Brad’s room. But Doctor Roberts had clearly wanted to be alone with Brad, probably in order to read him the riot act about not moving around so
Brad waved away his concerns. He scribbled a list onto a sheet of paper. “Okay, so this is what you’re going to do. You drive this up to Spokane yourself. Tell the crew at the warehouse you’ll be out of the area for a while. You have someone you trust you can leave behind, right?”
“Yes, boss.”
Brad handed him the list. “And take an extra bottle of the 2016 Sweet for Sara at the event for letting us know there was a problem. Tell her I owe her dinner.”
Jose stared at the list. “What do I do about the missing delivery?”
“Don’t worry about it. I’ll have Maggie check into that. We just need to make sure we have wine to pour at the event. Maggie is handling the booth so she’ll deal with staffing and tying up the loose ends. She’s probably already in Spokane and that’s why you couldn’t reach her.”
“Okay, I will do this.” Jose held up the list. “And I am sorry if you are in pain due to my actions.”
“He isn’t in pain because of you. He’s in pain because of his own stupid choices.” Destiny stood in the doorway. She looked pissed. “Ten minutes are up. I hope you got done what you needed to because Jose has to leave now.”
Anger flashed in his brain, but before Brad could respond, the pain killer dulled the sensation. He watched as Jose left the room and then he looked at the woman who was running his life with an iron fist. “You didn’t have to be rude.”
Her eyes widened. “Seriously? You thought I was rude? You tried to ride in a truck where you would have had to leave the door open to let your leg hang out because you wouldn’t fit any other way. And then, you jarred your back. You realize that one of the reasons you are on bedrest is to help the bruise on your spine heal so that you can walk again.”
He wanted to respond but more importantly, he wanted to sleep. And sleep won out.
Doctor Roberts arrived a few hours later at the same time that Maggie’s delivery boy came with lunch. He sniffed the air. “Smells like lasagna. I do love Maggie’s food.”
“You can stay for lunch. They always send too much food.” Destiny held the door open and then took the bags from the young kid. “Thank you.”
He grinned and barely tilted his head in acknowledgement. Then he jogged back to the sub compact he’d arrived in twice a day since she’d arrived.
Destiny nodded toward the retreating kid. “He doesn’t say much, but he’s consistent and has a great smile.”
“That’s Tom Martin’s kid, Kyle. He’s a junior this year over at the high school. Pretty good linebacker. It might just get him a scholarship.” The doctor wandered into the foyer. “Before I go in and see our boy, I wanted to tell you how sad I was that you weren’t able to make a go of your business here. I should have been referring people to you all along. I know there’s a lot of clients who could use your service, but people are stubborn.”
“Well, I may be able to stay in the area, at least.” She told him about the meeting she’d had that week and the new office opening in Spokane. “Wrong time, wrong location. No matter which one it was, it just means I’ll be moving on.”
“We will miss you.” He nodded to the doorway to the den and Brad’s makeshift bedroom. “So he tried to escape.”
“You could say that.” She smiled. Brad would definitely say it that way.
“The boy has always been a handful.” He walked toward the door. “You go eat. I’ll handle him for a while.”
“Should I dish you up a plate?”
The doctor shook his head. “Thank you, but I have no time. I’ve got patients waiting for me at the office.”
Destiny carried the food into the kitchen, wondering if she should join the men in Brad’s room. But Doctor Roberts had clearly wanted to be alone with Brad, probably in order to read him the riot act about not moving around so
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