“Can we have a few moments alone?”
“No,” I tell the doctor, not moving from my place at the end of the bed.
“Callahan.” Jessica gives me a pleading expression. My eyes bounce between her and the doctor.
“Sergio?” I glance back at him.
"The only weapon in her bag is a needle."
“Che cavolo,” Dr. Mauti mutters, shaking her head. “I would never harm a Scarfoni.” I know I have offended her, but honestly, I don't care.
“What did she say?” Jessica scrunches her nose.
“What the hell,” I answer her.
“Oh, yeah. Che cavolo.” Jessica repeats it. I fight a smile. This isn’t the time. I know she said she was feeling better, but you can never be too sure. “I can speak to the doctor alone.”
“Why?”
“She might ask me girly things.”
“I’ve seen all your girly things.” Jessica’s face starts to turn
