“You guys!” was his only response.
My shower was quick but thorough, and soon enough I was dressed and ready. I pointed to a corner of the closet. “Grab those cargo pants and that shirt, will you?” I said. “I put them there yesterday for Charles to wear when he leaves the hospital.”
“Sure,” Bruce said as he retrieved the garments. “No underwear?”
“I think that will be a bit complicated with the cast. Besides, Charles doesn’t care; he said he’d be happy to go home naked if he had to. Anything to get out of the hospital. Wait a minute and let me see if I can find some cargo shorts. Charles suggested they’d be better, and I think he’s right.”
“Are we driving him home?”
“No, the doctor talked him into going by ambulance. There are a few steps at the entrance to the house, and it just makes more sense to let the professionals get him upstairs and into bed before the amateurs take over.”