Dale beelines to the Pack Clinic and now I can understand the reasoning behind placing it on the first floor.
I expect to see my mom at the Clinic but all I see is Shana and Mae with tense expressions on their faces and an older woman who looks like the adult version of Mae with braids.
The room is big enough to hold all three of them plus the doctor himself giving me a check up, Dale is pacing at one end.
"Where's my mom?" I ask absently, watching the doctor pat me down with warm and steady hands.
"She had a flat tire and locked her phone in her car." Shana explains, worry expressive on her tense face.
There are barely any cabs in Pine Creek which is unsurprising, most people lived together so someone would have to go get her.
"Oh." I mumur, closing my eyes. "Ow!" I exclaim when the doctor digs his fingers in my sides.
I open my eyes to glare at him and he apologizes nervously when Dale growls at him from across the room.