Chapter 24

We sat quietly for a bit, holding hands, until Charles broke the silence and said, “If you catch a cab now, you can get home before rush hour begins. Come back after supper with my travel kit, and anything else the two of us will need for the night.”

“I just realized, I don’t have any money for a cab, but I guess the driver will wait while I run into the house.”

“Yes, you do,” he said. “There should be a couple of twenties tucked into an inner compartment of that fanny pack.”

I rummaged around, found the stash, and said, “Got it.”

“Good. Now get going.”

“I hate to leave you like this.”

“I know, babe, but I’m going to pump this morphine drip up a tad and take a little nap. It’s beginning to hurt a bit more at the moment.”