Iris paced around her living room, stopping every few feet to growl in the general direction of her phone. It'd been hours since she'd hung up on Declan, and instead of calming down, she found she was just getting more riled up.
Without warning, her mind flashed back to their first date since she returned to Long Valley, where she'd wanted to pace around while waiting for him to show up, but hadn't dared. She smiled to herself, happy at least that she'd progressed to the point that she dared to pace her living room without a cane, without worrying about taking a tumble. Her balance was coming along quite splendidly, according to the doctor, and even according to her own high internal standards.
Someday, she might be back to normal. Maybe.
But what was not coming along was her relationship with Declan. Stetson had proposed to Jennifer after knowing her for two weeks, and Wyatt had made a move on Abby damn quickly, too.