Thirty One

  "Because I think until your leg heals, you should have someone with you, or at least, have someone checking on you daily."

  "Don't worry, Doctor, I've already made arrangements," Mike remarked, and Ember shifted him quick questioningly look.

  "Good," the doctor stated closing the file. "I'll see you again tomorrow before you are discharged. If you have any discomfort or any problems, please don't hesitate to ask me."

  "Yes, Sir." Ember grimaced eliciting a chuckle from the doctor who patted her on the shoulder before leaving the room with a 'good day'.

Ember turned to Mike who resumed his seat. "What arrangements have you made, Uncle?"

  Mike merely smiled picking up the phone. "What would you like for lunch, honey?"

  Ember scowled and slouched back in the bed giving him a brief glare before shrugging her shoulders. "Something small, I'm not hungry."