Chapter 47

I’m not sure. Gerry, what do you think?”

Patrick had been

watching with admiration as Lee handled his parents with complete aplomb. He

was therefore startled when Gerry spun around and glared at him

“Patrick? Lee

was lucky. He hasn’t broken anything, he doesn’t have concussion. He’ll heal.”

“Yes, very

lucky—”

Gerry ignored

his interruption. He’d been a sergeant in the army in younger days and was well

used to people listening to him talk. “But he’s badly sprained his wrist, and he’s

seriously bruised all over. He won’t be able to come straight back to work.”

“Of course not!

I wouldn’t expect him to.”

“And I’m

actually here, guys, remember?” Lee sighed, though no one turned in his

direction.

“You being his

boss and all that?” Gerry had a very belligerent tone when he chose to use it.

“I thought you might be here to chase that up.”

Good God. “No, it’s fine. I’m here

as his friend, not his boss. And to be honest, I don’t know yet when—or if—I’ll