Chapter 41

“You’re early aren’t you?” I said.

“I wanted to be here when your surgeon made his rounds.”

“Everything all right at home?” I said.

“Yeah, but we have three little boys who don’t understand why Papa Dani wasn’t at the breakfast table this morning, not to mention that our bed seemed awfully empty last night. I was trying to remember the last time we were apart for a night, but I don’t think we ever have been, have we?”

“Not that I can recall,” I said.

“Good morning, Dr. d’Argenzio,” a voice said from the doorway, “and how is the patient today?”

“I thought it was your job to tell me how I am,” I said.

“Testy,” the surgeon said, “that’s a good sign.”

He checked my vitals and asked Marco to prop up first one side of me and then the other so he could check my incisions. “Looking good, if I do say so myself. I think we can probably move you to a private room tomorrow.”

“What about going home?” I said.

“Ask me that question in a couple of days, and I’ll have an answer for you.”