Chapter 19
Outside the house, we thanked Lucinda profusely and drove straight into town to deliver the signed documents to the lawyer’s office. I dropped Mike off there and circled the block until he appeared at the curb, then I picked him up.
“Anybody want to go to McDonald’s?” Mike said.
“Me,” said a small voice from the back seat.
“Okay,” I said. “McDonald’s it is.”
We’d stopped by Walmart earlier and acquired a pair of shorts for Robbie that could serve as a bathing suit. Back at the cabin, we sat in lawn chairs and watched him play in the creek until his legs started to get cold. We took him back up to the cabin and let him have a hot shower in our bathroom, after which we all took a nap. An hour or so after we awakened, Doc Jenkins stopped by to give Robbie a final post-surgery checkup.
“It’s looking good,” he said. “I don’t think I need to see him again unless some sort of problem develops.”