Rafferty,” Dr. Norris said, looking over his glasses. “Your cheekbone seems to have absorbed most of the impact. It’s fractured, of course, but the orbital bone is intact. Nor does there seem to be any damage to the eye itself, or any loss of sight. In other words, you have a hell of a shiner.” Michelle drew a deep breath of relief, squeezing John’s hand. He winked at her with his right eye, then drawled, “So I’ve spent four days in a hospital because I have a black eye?” Dr. Norris grinned. “Call it a vacation.” “Well, vacation’s over, and I’m checking out of the resort.” “Just take it easy for the next few days. Remember that you have stitches in your head, your cheekbone is fractured, and you had a mild concussion.” “I’ll keep an eye on him,” Michelle said with a note of warning in her voice, looking at John very hard. He was probably planning to get on a horse as soon as he got home.
