Chapter 96: Book Club

EMMA

"I guess I don't need to ask how your vacation was, doc. You look rested." George Brewer rested his head against his pillow, gazing at me. "Everyone around here missed you, though. The place isn't the same without you."

"So I've been given to understand." I winked at my patient. "My vacation was wonderful, thanks, George. The bigger question is . . . did you bring me a new picture of that sweet baby boy of yours?"

"Of course." George beamed and picked up his phone. "Shelly took a photo of him last night, right after they video chatted me at bedtime." He extended the phone toward me. "Tell me that isn't the cutest child you've ever seen."

Tilting my head, I examined the picture on the screen. "Oh, George, he really is. And he looks more like his daddy every single day."