Chapter 34

That night in bed, David and I were too exhausted to make love.

“Will JoAnn be okay?” I asked. I could feel my back melding with the mattress. I was a limp piece of month-old lettuce.

“Yeah. When Kevin dropped the stack of plates and Marie banged a glass on the table, Jo turned and Marie cut Jo’s arm. She needed a few stitches, but the doctor said she was fine. I think they all feel awful that they messed up so badly.”

I turned to look at him even though my head and neck were killing me.

“Thanks. I couldn’t have gotten through tonight without you.”

He huffed a laugh. “Yeah. You did good too. Hardly any swearing.”