“I worry so about you, Josh…all alone, so far out of town. What if you fell? Got hurt?”
It would be what I deserved, he thought grimly.
“That isn’t going to happen.”
“I still want to bring you back here to live with us.
I could take you to that rehab clinic downtown—they have wonderful results. My friend Angela’s mother had a stroke, and they—”
“I have a therapist here.”
She fell silent for a long moment. “You what?” Her voice grew cautious, laced with doubt. “You have a…physical therapist? In Aspen Creek?”
He gave a short laugh. “The medical care in Wisconsin is excellent, you know. We do have rehab available.”
“But I thought you’d refused to go through with it. You said…they couldn’t do you any good.”
“I felt it was a waste of my time and theirs. But I’ve now got scheduled appointments.” He winced at the admission. “Three times a week, with home health. The therapist comes to the cabin.”
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