I checked my wristwatch and discovered I’d been asleep for quite a while. “Are you okay, Katie?” Jay asked, leaning forward to stroke my cheek. “What are you doing here?” I asked. “I was really concerned about you,” Mona said, “so I called him.” “But you’re on duty,” I said. “What will your men do without you?” “Why don’t you let me worry about that,” he said. I sat up. I realized I was holding Bubba Bear. “Have you heard from Arnie?” I asked Mona. “Yes, and the colonel is going to be okay,” she said. “I also rescheduled your patients.” “How is Arnie holding up?” I asked. “He’s good. Once he notified the rest of the family, your mother and aunt insisted he go home with them.” I shook my head. “Poor Arnie.” But I knew my mom and aunt would take good care of him. They might clog his arteries with fried food and ask embarrassing questions about the surgical procedure that would make him a woman, but they’d pamper him and make him feel at home.
