Deep Night (2015)
“She stood and immediately sat back down as white lights streaked behind her eyes and the room whirled around her.
“Today you do,” Chris picked up the bottle of Tylenol and a glass of water and brought them to her. “The doctor said you should take it easy for twenty-four hours.”
“I’ll let you do all the hard work,” she promised with a little half-smile.
“You have a mild concussion and stitches…not to mention that you’d frighten our patients with that goose egg on your forehead.”
Her fingers ging...erly probed the swollen, bruised mound over her right eye. She hadn’t actually looked in the mirror today, mostly because the lights in the bathroom were too bright and triggered her headache. Actually, she hadn’t moved from the couch all day. Chris had sat with her, but he wimped out after a couple of hours and dozed in the chair. She, too, had slept until the shooting pains radiating from her head woke her up.
“Maybe you’re right. These stitches hurt like a son of a bitch.”MoreLess
“Today you do,” Chris picked up the bottle of Tylenol and a glass of water and brought them to her. “The doctor said you should take it easy for twenty-four hours.”
“I’ll let you do all the hard work,” she promised with a little half-smile.
“You have a mild concussion and stitches…not to mention that you’d frighten our patients with that goose egg on your forehead.”
Her fingers ging...erly probed the swollen, bruised mound over her right eye. She hadn’t actually looked in the mirror today, mostly because the lights in the bathroom were too bright and triggered her headache. Actually, she hadn’t moved from the couch all day. Chris had sat with her, but he wimped out after a couple of hours and dozed in the chair. She, too, had slept until the shooting pains radiating from her head woke her up.
“Maybe you’re right. These stitches hurt like a son of a bitch.”MoreLess
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