He gave her two. “More?”She shook her head. “I think I’ll rest now.”“You shouldn’t have gotten up. Stay in bed the rest of the day.”“We’ll see,” she said.The bluish tint under her eyes and the pain in them made him want to gather her in his arms and try to make it better.Before he could act on the impulse, her eyes shut.Whether she was asleep or just wanted him to leave, he didn’t know. At the door, he looked back. Her eyes were still closed which, he hoped, meant she would rest.He’d seen her scrapes in the ambulance, knew how they must hurt. He winced at the thought. He didn’t want to think about Lisa being in pain.He tried to busy himself by putting away the food, cleaning up the dishes. Then, he paced. Up and down the hallway, through the living room, into the dining room, back down the hallway.After the conversation this morning with the family, they’d managed to come up with zero. Nothing made sense. Logic told them it had to be someone from the rodeo.
