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“Yes, Dr. Matt,” Tyron said. “When are you coming to visit Mia? To examine her I mean?”
“Call my clinic and schedule an appointment in a month, unless she runs into problems.”
“Matt,” Brenda called. “Are you coming with us now?”
He would have taken them home, but Tyron was here to do the honors. Matt’s gaze flitted from Brenda to Tyron.
“I have surgery soon. Good luck to you all.”
***
Three weeks later, Matt sat in his office debating whether to call Brenda or Mia and ask about them. He received the physical therapist’s reports regularly and knew his young patient was improving. But what about her mother? And her father?
“Dr. Matt, there’s a man in the waiting room who wants to talk to you.” The receptionist said from the door. “He’s your patient’s dad, Tyron Clark.”
Matt jolted out of his chair, frowning, and rushed to the waiting room. “Tyron, is something wrong with Mia?”
“No. I need to talk to you.” For a change, Tyron displayed a frown of dismay.
“Ah, okay, come in.”
He led him into his office, shut the door behind them, and waved to the chair across his desk. He sat in his own chair, and waited, his fingers tented.
“Dr. Matt, I want to thank you for the excellent way you’ve treated my daughter,” Tyron started.
Matt wondered where he was going, what he was getting at.
“You went out of your way to make sure she recovers fast.”
Should he remind him that MiaandBrenda were too dear to his heart for him not to go out of his way for them?
No need to get mushy and sentimental.
“What I don’t understand,” Tyron continued, his smooth forehead gathering into a scowl, “is why you’ve turned into a despicable, selfish bastard toward Brenda.”
Matt jerked forward. Had he heard right? The man was insulting him? “Excuse me?”
“Mia sang your praise for hours when we went on vacation, and I was relieved to know Brenda had found a man who valued her and took good care of my daughter.” His voice grew somber. “But the way you’ve treated and ignored the woman who loves you is appalling.”
Had the man lost his mind or was Matt imagining crazy things?
The room seemed to spiral around him. He scratched his brow to clear his head, to return some sanity to his befuddled mind. He was the surgeon, the physician expected to remain calm at all time.
“Tyron, let me understand this. You jumped into your car and drove all night to come see your injured daughter and her desperate mother, to be with them, to support them, to—”
“Hold on. Yes, I came to support and help my daughter and her mother, the least I could do for them. So my presence was your excuse to abandon Brenda after claiming to love her?”
Suddenly on the defensive, Matt retorted. “I never abandoned her. I did the right thing, withdrawing to let you bond again with your former partner and restore your family.”
“Restore my family? Are you crazy, man?” The scowl disappeared from Tyron’s forehead. “Matt, didn’t Brenda tell you why she left me?” His voice dropped to a murmur.
“No, she didn’t. She’s never, ever uttered a word about you, other than saying you didn’t dump her, but she left you. I thought you were a brute who abused her. Then I heard Mia speaking about you lovingly. A month ago I met you, a decent man. I thought you were doing the honorable thing, reuniting your family, especially after her accident.”
Tyron scoffed. “You’re the honorable one, Matt. Brenda is very dear to me. I grew up loving and protecting her, but there’ll never be anything again between us. I’m gay.”
Matt stared at him, blinked a couple of times. “Say that again.”
“I’m gay. I’ve always had doubts about myself… Never said anything to anyone. Brenda grew up worshiping me as her hero. At sixteen, she asked me to teach her how to kiss after an idiot bit her.”
