Probably Barry with an excuse for why he can’t take the girls this weekend, she thought, and dumped her bag of groceries on the counter. Ordinarily she didn’t mind when Barry canceled out, but the girls did. However, her boss was throwing a big party Friday night. A party she’d yet to find a date...
“You can see it plainly, even without the lightbox. Two cracked ribs, Mr. Stevenson.” “Call me Charlie, everybody does. Huh. So that’s what a busted rib looks like.” Eric nodded. “All I can do for you is give you pain pills and tell you to take it easy.” Which, if he knew anything about stubborn ...