Chapter 24

“Alone at last,” I said, after she’d had time to walk down the hall.

“Yeah, but not alone enough. I want you home, helpless, and flat on your back. Then I can have my way with you.”

“Fool. You can do that anyhow.”

“True. We should have asked that surgeon about sex.”

“Excuse me?”

“You know, sex, as in, will there be any limitations on what you can or cannot do at first.”

“I couldn’t ask him that.”

“Why not? He’s family.”

“Really?”

“Yep. My gaydar is infallible.”

“I’ve read about gaydar, but I can’t say that I understand it.”

“It’s one of those things you either have or you don’t. If you have it to any degree at all, it gets better with experience. If you don’t have it, there’s really no way to acquire it.”

“I’ll take your word for that.”

A male nurse entered the room. “How are you feeling?” he said.

“Wow,” I said. “You’re the first person in this place who hasn’t used a plural pronoun. Thanks for that.”