Renee
I was waiting for Wilson on the front steps. He had actual work things to do, and he hadn’t been able to drop everything when I had called him an hour ago to take me back to the hospital. So that’s where I was when Josiah pulled up in front of the pack house. He still looked like something the cat dragged in, but there seemed to be a little more spring to his step as he approached me.
“Hey,” he greeted me.
“Hey,” I echoed without enthusiasm. He was not the guy I was hoping to see.
“You headed to the hospital?”
“Yeah, I’m just waiting for Wilson.”
Josiah jiggled his keys in his hand and then gestured back to his vehicle. “Get in, I’ll give you a ride.”
“Thanks, but I’d rather wait for Wilson,” I said, but maybe I was a little mumbly or something because Josiah didn’t see
