Gentry sighed. “Yes.”
“Have fun with this one,” I said as I started to unlatch the restraints.
Gentry’s handcuffs replaced the restraints, and it was like the patient completely transformed from the troublemaker he’d been for me all morning to this sweet, docile creature.
Of course, he would act normal when there was a large man here more than capable of dealing with any tantrums he might throw.
I mean, he even walked normally out of his room and down the hall.
The nurses’ station was quiet when we passed it.
I wonder why…
“Later, Gator,” he called to me as he kept walking while I came to a stop at my computer station for the day.
I flicked two fingers at him in acknowledgment. “Bye.”
The rest of the day was incredibly awkward with the rest of the nurses.
Even second shift that came in to relieve some of them noticed the tension.
To say that I was happy to leave by the end of the day would be an understatement.
Eight
I hope when Karma fucks you, you scream my name.
—Gentry’s secret thoughts
Gentry
I’d never expected her to show up at my door.
I thought she was going to avoid me and my place forever.
I would have had I been put in the same position.
Talking to her was stilted at best.
It was a week following our emergency room encounter, and a week since I’d spoken to her.
I’d seen her around town a lot, though.
At the grocery store. The dog park. Walking along the side of the road. Coming and going from the RV park.
But never once had she come to my house.
However, there she was, shifting from foot to foot, looking like she was nervous as hell.
“Herb…”
Her face went cold.
She didn’t like when I called her Herb.
I knew that.
“Sage,” I corrected. “What’s going on?”