Esher: Winter Valley Wolves #7
“He asks, “Hey. Dr. Thompson, right?”
“Yes.” I sit up and sway at the sudden movement. I lift my feet and lower my head between my knees. Warmth spreads as something runs down my face. I touch it and discover the liquid is sticky. I’m bleeding. “Sorry.”
“Don’t be. I’m Don Snyder, Economics. I think we need to get you to the hospital. You hit your head pretty hard and might need stitches.”
He hands me a gray sweatshirt. I frown, and pain sears at my forehead. I thought I knew everyone... that worked here. He says, “Don’t worry about it. It’s old and ratty.” He grins as he says, “My wife would prefer it never come home anyway.”
I dab at the blood over my eyebrow. “Thanks.” Footsteps on the granite stairs make me glance around and notice I’m making a scene.
The hospital is only a block off campus, and Don says, “I can walk you over if you want.”MoreLess
“Yes.” I sit up and sway at the sudden movement. I lift my feet and lower my head between my knees. Warmth spreads as something runs down my face. I touch it and discover the liquid is sticky. I’m bleeding. “Sorry.”
“Don’t be. I’m Don Snyder, Economics. I think we need to get you to the hospital. You hit your head pretty hard and might need stitches.”
He hands me a gray sweatshirt. I frown, and pain sears at my forehead. I thought I knew everyone... that worked here. He says, “Don’t worry about it. It’s old and ratty.” He grins as he says, “My wife would prefer it never come home anyway.”
I dab at the blood over my eyebrow. “Thanks.” Footsteps on the granite stairs make me glance around and notice I’m making a scene.
The hospital is only a block off campus, and Don says, “I can walk you over if you want.”MoreLess
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