Chapter 44

“Sorry. I guess asking someone in this situation to sit is cause for alarm. The fact is I’m just pooped.” He stretched his legs out before him. “Mrs. Weeda is doing okay. She had a minor heart attack, and she’s now the recipient of two shiny new stents—one brand-new and the other a replacement for one that had been in place for more than ten years—and she’s holding up okay. She’s a tough lady.”

“That’s the truth,” Mac said, smiling. His heart felt lighter. “So, things look good?”