Chapter 37

My phone vibrated in my pocket, still on silent from overnight. I dug it out and was happy to see Colten’s picture staring back at me. I’d snapped this adorable shot of him at the Pirates game. My finger slid the button to answer and I lifted it to my ear.

“Hey, Colten.”

“Hiya, Marty. How you feelin’?”

“Not too much better, honestly. I’m at the doctors with Dad right now.”

“Maybe you should have them check you out too.”

“I don’t think they have a cure to what’s wrong with me.”

“You feel like coming over today? I gotta start getting Lola Belle ready for the fair this weekend. If you don’t have plans on Saturday, I’d love for you to come down with me.”

“You know I don’t have plans,” I told him. “Let me get Dad back home and I’ll be right over.”

“Great! See you then.”

“Bye.”

I smiled and thumbed through Dad’s discarded hunting magazine.

Dad emerged twenty minutes later with an exuberant expression on his face. He held up a slip of paper for me to see.